Hi, my 30 year marriage ended 5 years ago when out of the blue he walked out. He said he just didn't love me any more but couldn't give me a reason why: he'd say 'it was lots of things' or 'I can't give you an answer I'm not trying to hide anything, I just don't know'. I thought my poor lovely husband must be having a midlife crisis and was very concerned, accommodating and kind towards him despite feeling utterly devastated at his departure.
I thought we were happy; looking back he'd been fairly difficult to live with for the last year or so since he packed in his job; very moody to put it mildly, and I reacted by absorbing myself with the children. One day it all seemed to come to a head and he had a go at me shouting 'what the hell's the matter with you we might as well pack it in'. As far as I knew there was nothing the matter with me and if there was I would have told him?
I was so fed up with him suddenly shouting at me after being so withdrawn and distant although I had been trying to help by talking to him.. He would just push me away by saying he was 'fine'. And glare at me. I assumed (wrongly) that given how difficult his job had been, he wouldn't need so much support and things would be resolved once he left, but he just became more withdrawn and nothing I did to try to help seemed to actually make any difference. So when he shouted at me I was so surprised and felt so unjustly attacked that I told him exactly what I thought, including stuff like I wouldn't move abroad with him as he was. Both barrels. I didn't mean half of it. I assumed that having been married so long it would be ok. We were best friends together forever. He didn't shout back, He just sat there. Which was horrible. Afterwards he said he didn't know how to make it better and that I resented him. I said that wasn't what I had said (as I didn't and never had resented him) but that everything would be ok, because it had to be.
A year later he was gone and he won't be coming back. I can't stop blaming myself for wrecking everything with my words. He claims he can't even remember the argument.
I should so be over this by now. I would be better if I thought that it was all just him; but I am haunted by that argument. I want to put my arms around him and let him know how sorry I am but I can't and he has moved on long ago. I just can't believe it happened to my marriage. Or that he would leave me. It still doesn't make sense. I feel so so alone. The kids are great and a distraction but I can't even consider another man. I am nearly 60 and I think I might as well just end it all. If it wasn't going to hurt the kids so much I would. They think their dad ran away and that he is weak. His whole family have been married multiple times and his father had lots of affairs when he was growing up. My parents were together and in love until they died. How the hell do I stop being haunted by this?