I met my now exH when I was 18. We had a good relationship in the early years and have two DC. After our second child sex become non existent, also any kind of physical contact between us. It was raised and discussed occasionally, but never improved. I think we both loved each other but more like friends.
My mum died 10 years ago, my then husband supported me on a practical level but not emotionally. Three months after my mum has died I found out my husband had a gambling problem. I only found out due to the debt, it has got to a point where he could not hide it.
I spent five years trying to help him. The deceit and lies around the gambling continued. It got to a point where we would have lost everything (equity in house etc). I decided I had to walk away. It was a huge shock to family and friends because I had not told anyone about his gambling, it had become both our secret. I had initially done this because I truly believed I could help him and the longer it went on the harder it became to share (I now know that was a mistake).
So we divorced, I had to sell and move house to a different area as could not afford to stay in the same area. In the middle of moving and the divorce my son was diagnosed with a long term life threatening condition.
I stayed single for over three years, my focus was my children and rebuilding our lives together. I also work full time in a demanding job, so I was kept busy.
I decided something was missing in my life. I was the happiest I'd felt in years so decided to try dating.
I had fun met some lovely men for coffee and enjoyed online dating.
In May this year I met a lovely man. It felt different from others I had met. There are no red flags, he has not put any pressures on me and we are plodding along nicely going on some lovely dates and I am really enjoying spending time with him.
So here's my problem I feel so low in myself. I feel tired and just totally drained with life. I'm working full time, have two teens at home (one with a medical problem). The kids are happy and settled in school, we have settled into our home and area. We do lovely things together as a family, our relationships are good. I feel I should be happy and singing from the rooftops, but I'm not.
I'm starting to wonder if I can't allow myself to be happy for fear of it all going wrong again.
I guess I'm looking for reassurance this will pass and I can enjoy the moment.