A few weeks ago I finally got the courage to be honest with my husband and tell him how I am feeling.
That if our future is going to be as our relationship is now that I’m not sure that’s going to make me happy or will be enough.
We’ve been together for nearly 17 years, married for 12. Two gorgeous but challenging teenagers, a nice house, good jobs. On the surface all seems great. But I’ve tried to explain it’s that we’ve stopped being friends. We ended up not eating together, not going to bed at the same time, constantly sniping at each other, not being interested in what the other was talking about.
I had quite a major health scare last year and since then I’ve really not been interested in being intimate either, but I also don’t want to kiss or cuddle either. I’m a really emotional person normally and love to show my love. I feel like I love and care for him but without any of that. And that’s not fair on him.
He decided that he really wanted to pursue the idea of quitting his well paid job to do something that interested him but would reduce the household income by around 65% and ultimately said he’d do it whether I supported it or not. He hasn’t done it but the damage has still be caused. To be clear, I did say that I supported him doing this but perhaps in 4 years time when the children are at the next stage of their lives and it would t have as much impact on them. But also that if it was needed to be done from a well-being perspective to absolutely do it.
We’re really struggling to navigate this whole thing and I feel awful that it’s destroying him. He’s really emotional, has lost weight, lost appetite, can’t sleep and I feel awful that by allowing myself to be selfish and put myself first that it’s had this effect on him. We haven’t event worked through what’s happening yet. No decision on whether we carry on working through things, separate, split, none of that. What we have got to is a place of finally agreeing that we need some relationship counselling but he’s said this is breaking him. In months if not weeks.
It would be so easy to just say it will all be okay and just carry on as I have before. But I’ve been lonely for a few years, we’ve had issues for definitely a few months, if not years.
I feel that if I’m going to put us all through such turmoil I owe it to all of us to work everything through properly so that we never have to go through this again. But I’ve never felt so selfish in my whole life.
I feel so horrible.