I think I want to leave my dh. Every day I convince myself it's what I need to do, and every day I talk myself out of it, look at him and think - oh it's not so bad, we can make it work. We have been together for 10 years, married for eight. DD coming up for three. I don't want him to touch me. Sex leaves me feeling empty and sad. I try to work things out in my head, sell the flat, rent a place with dd etc. but my mouth goes dry with fear. I work, he doesn't, that's part of the problem. I resent him so much, blame him for everything, expect the flat to be spotless and dinner to be cooked - because he's the one at home. Jealous because he gets to spend more time with dd. I don't want to be a working mum, I've supported him pretty much the whole time, emasculated him I guess, his self-esteem is low and he stopped applying for jobs a long while back. DD and I are taking a holiday without him, I fantasise that I will have the guts to come home and tell him its over.
Would appreciate your thoughts this Monday night...