Huming and harring about putting this in mental health or not. Please be gentle - not aibu
Anyway...
How do you get the strength to finish it? Married 15 years. One dc (11). Living in a city. No possibilities for separating and dc remaining in same area/school.
He is my best friend. I only have one true friend who is not DH. Live in EU. No family in same couhtry. Job which is like going through a wringer every week. If we separated it would be alternating weeks.
He has lied and cheated. I feel like we have descended into a fucked up sister/brother or mother/son dynamic. I can't trust him and he tries to outwit (gaslight) me...unfortuantely (fortunately) I am cleverer than him.
But I still enjoy his company. We can still have lots of fun, even after 20 years together. Also I love my home (3-bed shoebox flat). I love the area of town we live in. I love being in a family. I love his family. I love our family unit. I really like his friends. I like having sufficient money for a fairly decent life.
If we separate most of this goes. But I can't take the up and down of the lies, the suspision, the person I turn into, being treated like a mug, the self-hatered for remaining.
I am too scared to finish it. I can't face losing all the good and am not convinced that all the bad disappears once we are not romantically together. What happens when he gets a new gf (because he will) and I'm stuck like a lonely lemon every second week missing him?
I hate it when I read ltb. If only life were that simple. I wish I could leave me. Just cut a body bag in space-time. The only solution. (I am having therapy btw.)