First time poster. Hopefully getting acronyms right. . Married 13 years, together 20. Both early forties now and have dc (9 and 12). We both work full time and I basically run 95% of house, chores and children (and dog). I have been so patient and bent over backwards for my DH.
Realistically our marriage has been not right for the past 5-6 months maybe even longer. DH started withdrawing from me/home life. Terribly low and moody when home. Out after work and on weekends rather than being at home. He has always done some of this but I started noticing a difference. Yes, I suspected OW but every time I said anything about his moods etc I was told I was dramatic and over-emotional. A month ago he tells me "we" need space. He is not happy and feel guilty for making me unhappy. Lots of very open and honest conversations followed whilst he was trying to make up mind whilst still in home. Admission of OW but just as a "fun friend" that has made him realise that life should be fun (she is significantly younger than us and have no kid or responsibilities....of course she is more fun!) not a physical affair (yet?!?) Still in house but spare bedroom. I was pushing for space for us to be able to think more clearly. He decided a week ago that he wanted to stay and work on changing things. I agreed. Week has been good - seen some real improvements in effort and communication. I started to have some hope. But then tonight we were talking and I was asking how he had found the week and probing a bit more on the friend. And he suddenly did a 180. Too hard to make effort, not feeling natural but forced and actually he wants space. So now he is moving out tomorrow. I tried to reason that we had hardly given it a go but no. We will tell our DC tomorrow. What we tell them, I don't know. I'm devastated and angry and all the emotions right now. What a fool I have been. So many years wasted. I truly believe he was my best friend. I had hope we would work through it and come back stronger. Now I'm faced with cold hard reality of breaking my DCs hearts and for them to live in a broken family. I know I deserve better but I am so scared and sad for the future despite also having a little glimmer of hope that everything happens for a reason. Why can men not see that they are clearly in the midst of MLC and why do they refuse to seek help or advice? (I don't mean all men - but definitely my DH)
Sorry for ranting. But hoping for some (kind and gentle!) sense to be thrown at me here.