I’m 3 and a half years out of a 23 year abusive narcissistic marriage. I’ve focused on my 4 children (age 17-24) since we left, and on recovering.
I’ve been renting a little cottage near my children’s school since then. I’ve slept downstairs on the sofa all that time - also worked in the same room for 2 of those years, since covid.
The children are doing really well - one graduated from uni, two at uni now, one finishing A levels and has an unconditional offer for uni in September.
I met a lovely new boyfriend 2 and a bit years ago, who has helped me rebuild my confidence and self-esteem, and reminds me constantly to be myself and live my life happily. There’s love and commitment on both sides.
We both agreed that my kids have to come first, so we plan to move in together this summer, once all the children are finished in school and sorted on their paths in life.
He lives about 35 miles away, so we had intended that we’ll get a place together fairly near where I live, so my kids can be near their friends. He recently suggested that I could move into his place - cheap rent, lovely neighbours who I count as friends, a spare room for my youngest daughter to make her own for when she’s home from uni, and sofa/floor space for my other children when they visit occasionally.
I suggested that to the children - two are all for it, and two are horrified. I asked my youngest daughter why, and I think it’s partly that she won’t be near her friends, and that she wouldn’t feel at home in my boyfriend’s house. He works away, and I explained that it would be as much my home as his, and that all my children are always welcome in my home, wherever that may be. My bf fully agrees with that.
But she also said that it’s because I should be committing myself to my children, and that my life with my boyfriend should be secondary to that.
I feel lost and sad and confused. I’m 53, and I’ve dedicated an awful lot of my life to making other people’s lives happy. I’ve told my children that they always have a place with me, but I feel that they will always resent me for wanting to move on with my life.
I talked about the way that other families move on, that parents move on with new partners, and that me moving on with a new partner doesn’t affect how much I love them.
I totally understand that my youngest would feel unsure and sensitive. I feel, though, that it’s quite selfish to expect me to put my life on hold indefinitely.
My (newly more confident) instinct is to push ahead with my plans to move in with my boyfriend in summer after A levels, to reassure them that I love them as much as ever, but to help them understand that I’m entitled to a life too.
Plan B could be to look for a house nearer to where I live now, and I think that is probably what I’ll do - a compromise. I’m not convinced though that my kids will make my boyfriend welcome, whenever we live.
I’m feeling lost. Please could you help me understand and know if I’m being selfish to want to start a new life with my new partner.