I’m becoming quite down about it all. My husband doesn’t particularly love or value me in the way a husband should (he has basically admitted this). The feeling is mutual - I don’t really fancy him, sadly the sex has always been mediocre and I am not really interested what’s going on his life.
When I write it like that it sounds awful. The flip side, is we do hugely respect each other and “like” each other as people and certainly as parents of our DC.
But I am starting to fantasise about being single and the opportunities that could bring - not just to find someone I could be really happy with but to be happy and independent without a less than ideal marriage shackling me.
But my parents split and it has sadly defined my life, I simply can’t do it to my kids.
I don’t know what I want anyone to say really but just feel so stuck between a rock and a hard place. I’m early forties and DC are tweens - the worst age to split I’ve heard.