Hi,
Writing this through glazed eyes.
My husband and I have only been married for 14 months, together for 8. Mortgage, no kids.
He came home on Tuesday and announced he's done, starting instantly bar-rating me about what we will do with the house, and has been completely cold and malicious about it. No emotion, very matter of fact.
He's refused to leave the home. So I'm currently living in my bedroom and he's in the lounge which I'm finding incredibly hard.
I didn't want this, we've had a rocky few months but nothing that wasn't resolvable or fixable (no affair or secrets)
I am feeling absolutely broken. And more so by the fact he's completely ok. Came home this evening, got straight in the shower, got our humming around the house, went downstairs, made his dinner and sat scoffing it.
I've been in my bedroom for 2 days, haven't eaten, can't sleep, a completely wreck.
I told my immediate family and best friend today, as I feel I had to, to come to terms with it. I think sitting with it to myself was me hopeful it would change. But he's made it a very clear that isn't going to happen because he's done and wants out.
I'm only 30, we'd planned a whole future together, was going to start a family next year. And I feel as though I've just lost everything and am going back to square one. I'm most likely going to have to move back in with my mum (who is great) but, from owning a home at 24, married, etc to living in your mums spare room, no kids, divorced... I'm completely humiliated. We live in a small town, so it'll no doubt spread like wildfire which is going to be painful for me to bare.
How do people cope with this???
All my friends are settled down, married, kids some 2x. Nobody goes out anymore really...
i have a great support network around me, but, I can't help but still feel completely alone and isolated, knowing they're all at home with their significant others and kids, happy.
My mum keeps telling me I am going to fine... but it feels like anything but.
I feel like I've just been stripped of everything that made me, me. He was my best friend. I adore my home, we have 3 small adorable dogs who are my world. We've travelled the world together. Brought our home together, got married and survived 3 postponements due to lockdown....
He says he still loves me and care about me. But, isn't Interested in fixing it. He's no longer interested in trying. He just wants out. Wants the house sold so he can get out because the house is a noose around his neck apparently.
How do people cope with this? I feel like I'm so young and was maybe naive that this could ever happen to me. I thought our relationship meant so much more to him than this. He chase me for 1.5 years before we got together. Promised me the world. But I don't even know this man anymore. I didn't know someone who loved or cared for you could be so so cruel.