Hi, anyone who can help with this, it would be much appreciated.
I've been married for 10 years, DS is now 9 years old. The age gap between me and DH is 19 years, it was never an issue at first. He is now 53, I'm 34. Things with him were great until about 3-4 years ago. In 2016, he was made redundant from his job and started drinking heavily, being aggressive etc. I had to go back to work full time to pay the bills, working for a misogynist ex-con (which I didn't know when I took the job) who threatened and intimidated all the staff. In the same year, my Mum passed away from cancer. DH barely gave me any support, wallowing in his own problems. At her funeral, I had to beg him to hold my hand! At the end of that year, I took DS and left. Not for long, but just enough for him to clean up his act.
Since then, he has been sober 3 years, and even agreed to some marriage counselling. He has tried, I have to give him that. But for me, the spark is well and truly out. I don't hate him, I don't even resent him any more. I'm not perfect, so I can't judge.
I now work part time in a job that bores me to tears, but at least I have a nice female boss. I have some new career (read: acting!) possibilities opening up for me, but nothing certain yet. The house is in my name (i.e. purchased with money inherited from my late mother), but there's no way I could afford the bills on my own at this point. DH now has a job and is still the primary breadwinner. But I feel like he is weight dragging me down. He hasn't touched me in years because of erectile dysfunction, (but for some reason still enjoys porn!) and is just generally a grumpy old man. It doesn't matter how many times I tell him that I think our marriage is over, he swears blind it isn't, tries for a few days, and then slips back into grumpiness. But I can tell he feels the same way I do, he just won't admit it, I think because of some abstract fear of failure.
I need more from a relationship than this. I haven't even looked at anyone else, but I need more. But I don't hate DH, as I said, and I would hate to hurt him, or DS. But I just have nothing left in my heart for DH other than friendship, and I can't get him to understand that. Also, I'm scared, for money, and will being a single parent scupper the new opportunities that are opening up for me? The acting industry isn't kind to single mothers, especially one for whom the career clock is ticking.
I have no family and no friends to help out. My life until this point has been DH and DS.
I am rapidly coming unhinged with loathing for myself over this, and terror that my life, my real life, is slipping away as time runs out. What do I do?
I know, first world problems and all. Please me constructive, I can't have been the only person to go through something similar to this.