A couple of years ago life fell apart when my DP developed a drinking problem. It wasn’t a huge problem but impacted our lives and he seemed happiest relaxing at home with wine than almost anything else. The relationship broke down and I moved out with our baby. It was absolutely horrendous. Ex has never been in contact since but he does pay maintenance.
Nearly everyday I think what could have been. I loved him so much and wanted to try and make it work but he just gave up. It was impossible. We had everything, love, laughter, careers, a stable home we shared, investment properties, nice wider family, good friends. I sometimes struggle with the fact there was actually no real reason for it to end. We could have wired to sort things, maybe I could have been better and more understanding.. who knows. I just find it so sad that he hasn’t seen DC grow, his interest isn’t there and he’s not the man I met.
I can’t imagine moving on to someone else and I’m only 36. I loved him very much and chose him to build a future with. I’ve no interest in looking for anyone else but that just makes me sadder really… we didn’t need to end. He’s no other kids and no relationship, just keeps himself tucked away. There’s no going back but how do I stop tormenting myself with the fact he should be here, watching DC grow, sharing these moments etc. I imagine him one day elderly and alone and wishing he had DC around him, maybe then it would hit him
I do have therapy but to be honest nothing stops my sadness that he’s not around.