Been married 20 years. I've been unwell for a long portion of it, with pregnancy related disabilities (now recovered) and a mental health issue triggered by a groping incident from a friend of my husband. It was ok while I was meekly being looked after, as a rather pathetic victim, and he was the very brave husband who had to look after an ill wife.
Since I've begun to recover, over the last five years, his resentment and frustration has grown at seeing me flourish as I've returned to work, lost weight, become much more confident and made friends. He's intensely difficult to live with - I'm not a paragon of virtue, but I don't shift my mood within seconds so that no one knows whether I'm going to be sullen and moody or sweetness and light. I'm consistently on edge whenever I hear him, because I'm trying to discern if he's slamming doors or being calm and happy, as I'll need to tailor my tone accordingly.
Trying to deal with this over the past few years has sapped any desire I ever had to try and work at it, and I'm done. I have been sleeping in the spare room for ages. I know he'll want counselling, but every time I've tried to have a conversation with him about anything, he just gets defensive. He puts on a great show for everyone outside the family, so I know he'd make all the right noises in any counselling session, would probably insist on Christian counselling because he's a church goer, and I know the pressure would fall back on me to acquiesce.
And honestly, I am a bit scared. He's being amenable at the moment, because I've been keeping myself to myself, so he's decided to start ironing (with much fanfare, of course) and he keeps popping into work at the end of my shift, and it just feels like he's ramping up the positive attention because he senses something. I know that at any moment it will abruptly stop and there'll be an incident of temper.
Anyway, point is, I am sick of being unhappy. I am weary of living like this. So I've spoken to a friend, finally, about how awful things have been, and we've been talking about what I need to do.
But I'd really appreciate a hand hold, and any advice would be welcome. This has been a long time coming and I'm not sure how I feel.