I am living in a marriage that has been fine but following the death of my closest friend I have been contemplating a lot.
I'd really like to know if anyone who has been married 20 plus years also feels like this and has experienced any of this because I can't get any clarity. When I get clarity the situation sounds odd and horrific but I soon slip back into everyday life, which is comfortable.
I met my DH when I was a child, We married quickly and had 5 children. I stayed at home. I chose him because he was the safe option. He was a fairly good provider, worked hard, helped with the children and I knew he adored me- and always will.
But I never found him sexy and for the past 10 years or so I have simply let him have sex with me, to fulfil his needs, stop him getting bad tempered with the children etc. My friend dying has made me realise how I have missed out that way. But that was my choice.
I never earned a lot and he would never have a joint account, he earned well and paid the bills and if I wanted food for the family he would accompany me to the supermarket. I have tried numerous times over the years to get work outside the home but he has always said that if I did he would give up his job to look after the children as he didn't want them in childcare. I chose not to work.
He doesn't like it if I go out, he will call and text numerous times and send cute pictures of the children. Once he turned up at the pub to get me when I was out because it was past midnight. So I chose not to go out without him.
He is very controlling in all ways but does try and change if I draw attention to it. For example if I've cleaned the bathroom he will clean over the top of it. when he gets gone from work he checks if I have hung the children's uniforms up, go and check I have locked the car. There are more examples. I chose to accept this.
He literally would go to the ends of the world to keep me happy, I have threatened to leave a few times over the years and he has begged and begged. Then told me fine I can go but he is not leaving and he is keeping the kids and will use all his money to get custody.
I feel suddenly mortified at what I have done. How could I be so foolish choosing this mediocre life over a life of fun and freedom. Then on the other hand I feel like I have a loyal partner who will never let me down.
My own health is failing now, I am getting older, losing friends. I have adult children, will soon have grandchildren and I feel utterly trapped. I feel embarrassed to write this here and mortified at even admitting this to myself.
Is this just the loss I have felt, will I get over it and find my daily rhythm again.
And lodge my head back in the sand.