I've just separated from a similar situation.
I suffered profoundly from a traumatic birth a decade ago. It really knocked me, spiralled into anxiety and hypervigilance. He looked super ‘normal’ in comparison, but rejected me sexually from the day our child was born. I still kept it together enough to raise our child, help run our businesses, do all the mental load stuff for 2 houses. I worked really hard with a therapist and meds to fight my way back mentally and emotionally. 3 years ago I turned some major positive corners.
He professes deep love and clearly sees us ‘together forever’, there’s just a big gap between these somewhat abstract statements and the reality of a day-to-day life. A life without intimacy, true teamwork or connection. Like living with a vaguely smiley disconnected housemate.
Spent $5000 on excellent marriage therapists, no change. He was only too happy to talk, explain his feelings, profess commitment, etc. But nothing changed, ever. He believed his own rhetoric so there was nothing to be done. I think he told himself we were at too spiritual a level in our relationship to need to worry about sex? Bollocks to that.
Best I can fathom, he must have unresolved attachment/avoidance issues from his family of origin. Something happened in his childhood. All I know is I’ve given up being the detective on his case, and I’m much better for it. He won’t explore it in himself, and I can’t change him, or make up for the holes in him. I know now that I would have recovered far faster without him around- quite the opposite to the narrative I, he and everyone else had at the time. He really was part of the problem and held me back in life. How do you build your confidence when the person who is supposed to like you the most disconnects from you? It hurts.
Even a few months of not living with him is an amazing revelation. Like suddenly the air has more oxygen in it. I am stronger and more positive than I thought. And without him gatekeeping intimacy, it turns out there’s a lot of it around to be had. Even if you’re a middle-aged, rumpled sort of person. Turns out I was ‘good enough’ to deserve more. He just didn’t have the necessary programming to recognise it, miss it or do anything real about it.
Leave your man to his denial and mental fairytales, back yourself and turn towards all the exciting possibilities in life?
Either way, good luck and congrats on the recovery.