I told dh I definitely wanted to separate just before lockdown. Great timing. I had the same a year ago but agreed to do counselling and try.
There is a history of emotional abuse and sexual coercion. And some awful things said to be about sex, my body. He's been trying to win me back, and I said we wouldn't talk about it while in lockdown (we did once and it was awful, I felt scared) so I've been civil, trying to deflect hugs and kisses. But he clearly thinks we are trying again.
So it is my fault. Tonight I knew he wanted sex, I can just tell. And he tried to make it all about me, I wasn't enthusiastic, I cried and out a pillow over my head at one point (I don't think he noticed). But mostly I played along, made the right noises until it was over. I think he did even ask me at one point and I agreed.
But, I feel awful, dirty, disgusted in myself. I did it essentially to keep life easier during lockdown. I'm worried about him turning nasty. I so wish I had somewhere to go (my dad is shielding so I can't go there with kids).
But this is my fault. I should have said something. I used sex to keep the peace. I hate myself.