Hello all, please may I join you? I've been lurking and trying to get the courage to post. littlegirllost I could have written that myself. It's not all bad, but we have drifted so very far apart and I dont really want to try any more. He could easily find someone else and I am just utterly exhausted from it all. Early 50s, 3 teens, only 1 at home. Married nearly 20 years. He had an affair years ago and I should have ended it then (for both our sakes), but I was scared and I didn't.
He just takes the joy out of everything. Always looking for an ulterior motive with people and always has to be right. Not just with me, but with the DCs too. He gets stressed and takes it out on us. This Christmas is the first one with just one DC left at home - the other 2 came home for Christmas. He got all shitty with me about nothing on Christmas eve and its been downhill since then. He argues for the sake of it and if any of us try to argue back he shuts it down and that's that. I'm sick and tired and had enough.
We went to a family meal today and on the way there he managed to make it the fault of my youngest son that HE missed a turning. My middle one even had the guts to say that youngest had done nothing wrong and I piped up too. God I hated him then.
He's been expecting sex for days now and I've managed to avoid it but I can't much longer without yet another row about that particular issue.
By next September, all my children will be left home and I can go. I dont know if I can last until then but I don't want to disrupt my son's last year at home either.
We've talked about separating over the years - me after his affair and him since then mainly due to lack of sex. I really can't muster any sexual feelings for someone I don't even like half the time. But then when we've cleared the air, things are good for a while and I think I'm crazy. Until he starts with the digs/negativity/general arsiness again and back to square one we go. Deep down I think he's as miserable as me but neither of us has the balls to be the one to end it. I sometimes fantasize about him dying suddenly or telling me he's met someone else. I'm so spineless and I despise myself for it.
What a mess. I know it's my own fault.
Sorry to ramble on. I can't say any of this in real life and it feels good to be able to tell someone. Love and peace to all of us in this situation.