My husband and I are separated (a few months) and he lives a few miles away. We have kids. I asked him to leave in the spring because it all got too much. He had told me he wanted a divorce and was making plans but kept backtracking, so in the end I got fed up and told him to go.
Background:
He's had a ton of affairs in the 2 decades we've been together. If you define an affair as anything from signing up to dating sites, sexting, emotional affairs, physical affairs and finally sex, he's done it all. However, he's only ever had sex outside of the marriage once (ONS). He has indignantly claimed that he's 'never had a mistress', 'is not a serial cheat' and I only managed to get him to call them 'affairs' a couple of year ago. He says he's sorry and what he's done is terrible and he has begged to come back home. He says he craves love and affection and that he doesn't get it from me (victim blaming much) and that he just feels so unlovable. It's not like I haven't said verbally and in writing over and over that this is what happens after infidelity. I blame him.
Problem:
I am really really struggling day to day now. I just feel wretched. I wake up every morning and the first thing that hits me is a pissed off disbelief that FFS I've woken up AGAIN! I guess I am hoping to quietly expire in my sleep or something. I know that sound ungrateful, and I should love life, but I don't. I've had tons of therapy, I have some anti-depressants used for sleep but I try not to take them too often. I am retraining my career, I have a good job that is really flexible, I'm studying, I have great kids and a great sister. I don't, however, have any friends. This is a problem and I will work on it. I'm quite happy being alone for chunks of the day. I go to the gym.
I guess over the years I have struggled with a lot of shit (mostly caused by marriage) so in an attempt to make myself feel better I have tried to fix every other aspect of my life, even though I knew that ditching the marriage was probably the solution. Well now the marriage is gone and I feel worse. I threw myself into it, spent god knows how many hours policing it, and now it's gone I feel totally bereft. When he has the kids (currently 40% but he wants them 50%... dreading that) I try to sort my fucking life out. I've redecorated the house, seen family, gone out shopping, worked etc etc. Still feel like shit.
So... maybe the solution is to have him back. He really wants to come home, has totally changed his mind (I think he probably decided he didn't want a divorce after all in about Feb or March.) I need to buy a new house and move on but I'm absolutely terrified to do that. Plus I've redecorated this one now and I quite like it (even though it's still full of all his stuff... his pants are still in the drawers!)
My mum says the correct and proper thing to do is forgive. She understands and is on my side but when asked what she would do, she said 'forgive.'
I'm a total mess and keep crying in front of the children. Well, in front of everyone actually. I couldn't imagine having to sleep with him again. But all of the other stuff, like having someone to talk to, hug, kiss, moan at etc etc would be nice. And I suppose I miss him, even though he's a dick.
I've read this forum, general articles, Lundy Bancroft, Chump Lady. I don't believe he's a narc. People tell me he's abusive but I don't think he is. My mum made the point that people only say he's abusive because they only get my side of the story, and I agree with her. He's not a bad man. I wish he were, as this would be easier then. I'm getting STD tested later and I'm secretly hoping to be infected with all sorts, just so I have a reason to hate him. I know that's fucked up.
I know Mumsnet is not the place to go for advice on rebuilding marriage. But there must be someone on here that has been through this and got back together after a split and made it work. Although, we couldn't make it work before the split so I can't see how it could work now. I'm all over the place. Help!