I’ve name changed for this because it’s fairly outing if you know me in real life.
I’m currently separated from my husband - we have been together 8 years, married for 4 and in the early part of last year and I had what I am certain was some kind of breakdown which resulted in us separating. I’ve never had any MH issues but a couple of things triggered this extreme anxiety, I became very depressed and irritable and really just not like me at all. He tried and tried but I was a nightmare to live with and so he moved out. No children, we rent so now he rents his own place as do I.
I spent a good few months trying to pull myself out of this black hole, he was supportive but detached - kept saying he’d been really hurt by some of the things I’d said and done, and that his faith in our marriage had been completely shaken and he didn’t know if he could trust it again. We spoke and text daily, just sort of checking in superficial stuff but with an awareness that it really wasn’t going to work in the long run anymore.
In September we started having proper contact again (all of the following is covid complaint, we are bubbled and have no contact with others) - so dinners, walks, film nights, just hanging out generally spending time together. We have seen each other pretty much daily since September, I’ve stayed a few times but we haven’t slept together - because he still says he can’t see a future for us because his faith in me has been so shaken by my breakdown. We spent all of the Christmas period together, just us two, and it was lovely. Same with new year. We have tried no contact in a bid to try and move on past all of this but we are so drawn to each other it just doesn’t work.
I just don’t know where to go from here. I want him back, I’d move heaven and earth to get this relationship back to where I know it can be. But he’s so stuck in ‘this thing happened, I can’t trust it won’t happen again and you won’t hurt me’ that he’s not willing to give it a go. So we’re stuck in this platonic sort of intense friendship almost because neither of us can let go of the other despite this. And I don’t know where we go from here. I’m so consumed by him, completely preoccupied - and I know he feels the same, but he’s so stubborn he won’t budge on the decisions he has made. My brother says I’m being used, that I need to cut him off and stop going over there, but it feels impossible. I can’t imagine a life without him but I’m going insane in this limbo.