Like many others of you out there I have been stuck in a rut. A 17 year relationship, 12 years married, two teenagers, nice house, stable jobs. But I have been lonely, for so long. Ships passing in the night and an hour or two together at most. Eating separately, going to bed at different times, lack of friendship has been building for years. Lack of support in my job and undermining my choice of career in reference to the £’s I earn (about 1/3 of his salary), only affectionate when wanting to “retire to the bedroom” which was at most a rub on the leg or back.
This has resulted in me finally being brave enough to say this isn’t good enough for me back in July.
He’s also said some really hurtful things which I’m struggling to get past. Also a mock interrogation with a lamp on the table and needing to swear to tell the truth of a photo of the children.
since then he’s tried really hard, almost too hard, lengthy messages of love and how he’ll be better, helping so much with housework, trying really hard with the kids. Then coupled with blaming all of this on me going through the menopause, my friendship with a man, his anxiety. To then demanding to go through my phone, sharing photo albums, needing to know passwords.
he thinks this is a surprise and has only come about since the beginning of the year. I have said several times over the years about feeling lonely, our lack of regular sex life has caused arguments over the past 3-4 years yet he maintains I should have said more. I feel he chose not to hear me. Stalemate.
last night he slept on the sofa and said he may do that when he needs to as he said the day times are fine when we’re being friends, but he can’t handle the night times in our bed.
is it so hard to accept that I’m just no longer in love. I won’t fake it, it’s not fair on either of us. I do love him and care about him deeply. Do I want to kiss and cuddle, no. Will I ever again? I don’t know. Is that fair?