My husband and I have been together for almost 20 years. As you would expect in that time, we've faced plenty of ups and a lot of downs!
We had a messy few years and alcohol was a big issue for him. He did things that I knew would be hard to forgive and so after years of me trying to support him and making myself ill in the process, that was the final straw, and we parted ways for about 5 months.
During this time he got sober, sorted himself out and neither of us moved on. So we decided to give it another go as it really was what we both wanted. I promised to work on forgiveness if he continued to stay sober. I paid for private counselling, and poured my heart out week after week to a complete stranger as I felt I couldn't talk to him in case i triggered him into drinking.
4 years on, we've not had a single big fight, our life seems to be a happy one and our children (teenageers) are doing the best they've ever been. We both work hard and always spend our free time doing fun things with the kids. From the outside, we look like a perfect family.
- But heres the clincher- Despite all this effort on both sides, and the seemingly happy life, I just can't help but feel a part of us (and me) is missing. I'm not depressed, I love my life. I love him (I did tell him I didn't love him the same way i used to when we got back together. I thought that would change over time. I thought it was just because i was still hurting.) I love him in a different way. I love him for what he's done to save our family and I know it wasn't easy for him. I love him for continuing to improve our lives everyday, for working hard and for the amazing dad he is.
But it wasn't easy for me either, and everyday I'm struggling to find the strength to not think about what he did! The intrusive thoughts are still there. I often feel quite lonely. Due to the nature of the issues faced our friendship group became non-existent. It caused falling outs between friends and they were all drinkers too so we distanced ourelves to work on us.
I just can't help but feel like we are both only treading water for the children. I feel i cant talk to him about any of this because im so worried he'll turn to drinking if he struggles with hearing it.
Don't get me wrong, it's a happy home, we don't row, we get along and the kids aren't suffering for us staying together. (If that were the case, I'd be gone! I'm not scared to be alone.)
I guess I'm just wanting to know, is this just a normal marriage? Is this just how marriage gets? We hardly ever have sex (maybe twice a month). I have no desire to, because I have zero self confidence now. He's given up trying. I feel like I live with my a friend. Who I adore, but it's not how I expected my marriage to be. I'm not expecting to be swept off my feet and have butterflies everytime our eyes meet...but I just can't put my finger on it.
I always said that if I ever felt like I wasn't happy, or I could never forgive him then we'd call it a day. But I don't know if it's that. And I cannot ruin what is now a safe and happy environment for my children to be in.
I feel like I'm making the sacrifice of feeling like thisdoand struggling with my own issues from his actions, so my children can finish growing in a happy and safe home but I ultimately know that when they're grown and moved out...we probably will part ways.
Does anyone else relate? Am I being dramatic is this just "normal"?