Marriage has very much gone stale. We sleep in separate rooms, he won’t talk to me about anything other than completely mundane crap, I’ve tried so hard to get him interested again but I’m just swimming uphill.
We have 2 dc, youngest is 4yo and I was raped when I was pregnant with him. Dh very clearly can’t move past this and point blank refuses to discuss it with me. He moved out of our bedroom then to ‘give me space’ and hasn’t come back.
We’ve just had his parents with us and I’ve realised that we’re turning into them. All they do is talk about the weather and the traffic, nothing else, ever. If you try to bring up something vaguely interesting, like Coronavirus, or anything, they just stare at you in horror and go back to talking about the weather. I had to go and cry in the bathroom while they were here. I just suddenly got overwhelmed by the realisation that I’m going to spend the rest of my life talking about how it might rain or whether to take the M6 or the toll.