I’ve name changed for this, and tbh can’t believe I’m writing it. I’m in my mid 30s and have three children with my husband. I got pregnant very soon after meeting him and we love each other despite very different personalities and backgrounds. It has always felt like such hard work though, like fighting to stay happy, and over the years he’s become more and more negative with the children, and drinking more and more whilst on antidepressants. He insists he’s happy, which is obviously untrue, and as he works away our lives are much happier when he’s away, which is awful. He is generally kind, brilliant around the house and I know he loves us, but I have never ever felt like he really ‘gets me’. We rarely have real conversations and he never makes me laugh. We’ve been to couple’s counselling but it hasn’t made a difference. But I live in a place surrounded by his friends and family. We have reached breaking point and whilst I know I have the strength to support the kids through this, I’m quite an introvert person and I dont know how to get through the shame of it failing. No-one expected us to work and part of lasting so long was my stubbornness in proving them wrong.
Would you stay in a joyless marriage? He is a good man and I have made him feel so low, but he has done the same to me- we aren’t good for each other. For those who have been through a separation- how did you cope with other people around you? I know I will be painted as the wicked witch. I feel so pathetic that that is the thing that would keep me here. Sorry, this is a massive ramble, I hope it makes sense, I’m just so sad.