Dh and I split at the end of 2019. No cheating on either side but I had a lot of resentment as he took a big promotion without telling me when dc were tiny meaning I was left to look after dc alone and couldn’t return to my job. I never really got over that and he couldn’t cope with me being angry with him all the time, ended up in separate rooms, no sex for years until it all blew up and I asked him to leave.
It was tough for dc and me for the first few months. Dh quickly moved on with a much younger woman which I struggled with and kept letting dc down. Then in about July I randomly bumped into an old friend from uni and we started seeing each other and everything seemed really great. New man met dc at the beginning of this year, they got on really well, I met his dc and we got on too. Everything seemed to be going really well.
But also in January DH starts appearing a lot again. Really making an effort with dc, being really nice to me. He wrote me several long letters explaining how sorry he was that marriage hadn’t worked, he knew he’d made mistakes and all he wanted to do was to make sure I was happy, etc. etc. He’d been dumped by younger girlfriend, obviously.
Long story short a few weeks ago I ended it with new man and exdh moved back in. We haven’t kissed or slept together or anything. He’s back in his old bedroom. Kids are really, really happy we’re back together. Dh spent yesterday with them booking a big holiday for us for Christmas and they made a little presentation to tell me about it. We all sat down last night together and had a takeaway and watched a film and it was all lovely.
But I just keep crying. I don’t want this. I am completely in love with the man I was seeing. I don’t want to kiss Dh, I don’t want him to touch me. The thought of going on holiday with him just leaves me completely cold. It will be lovely to spend time in the sun with dc but then as soon as they’re asleep I just want to get away and be on my own. But I can’t leave him again. I can’t do that to the dc after everything I’ve already put them through. I don’t think the man I was seeing would even answer the phone to me, let alone consider giving us another go if I told him how I really felt.
I don’t know what to do. I’ve once again tried to make everyone happy and I’m going to fuck it all up just because it’s not what I want.