I feel like there is so much to say I'm going to try and keep it super succinct (and probably fail).
Background....
I'm in my mid 40s and my other half is ten years younger. We've been together for over ten years. We have one 5 year old.
He shows zero affection. If I'm undressed near him, he won't notice. No kisses or cuddles during the day. He doesn't look at me. Very rarely gives a compliment and it'll usually be "you look nice" on the times I've really made an effort and not always then. No in depth convos. Irritated with each other more than anything else. He will usually respond to my advances but often now if I try to flirt he treats me with a comment that makes me sound like I'm being ridiculous.
I know that you're not supposed to blame yourself in this sort of situation but I do play a big part in this. I have a chronic pain condition (multiple diagnoses that unfortunately adds up to nothing can be done, endure it). My pain has gotten steadily worse over our relationship. I've gained over 2 stone and I'm often unable to do the regular things I used to which means more is left to him. Cooking, cleaning, childcare etc. He works from home. I am no longer working due to my health. I also think that I'm hitting that age where everything is failing. My health, my fertility, my looks, my figure.
Our children are difficult behaviourally (Autism and PDA). We do our best by them but are usually frazzled and exhausted and irritable.
Which means that he's working hard, I'm usually suffering, we're both tired, confidence is at zero and life is just seeming a bit too much to cope with. (Add that to the state of the world, state of finances, state of the government etc and it's a big s@!t soup).
So to combat this I have spoken to him. I've said we need to carve out time for ourselves. I've suggested we go on dates again. I've told him how never having him show me affection is hard. He's responded by saying he loves me and does find me attractive and has no intention of leaving. We've gone on a couple of dates. No affection. Stunted conversation. I've tried to bring it up a few times over the last year or so.
And nothing has changed. At all. If anything I am now so low about it all that I barely ever make a move on him and that means it's even worse because any affection was always instigated by me. He seems to have no desire, no drive, no interest in me at all. I'm realising that nearly every moment of affection or connection has always been me instigating.
Now he is doing all of the school runs as I am either in too much pain to walk or trying to deal with my older teenage child from a previous relationship. He's met other mums, more his age. He's started insisting he does all the runs, goes out to the park every day after school to hang out with one in particular and is now making visits to her house after school or on weekends. I've met her. She's a lovely lady. She's not a very attractive woman but I don't think that really means anything. Beauty is more than looks. (I keep trying to tell myself that! The struggle is real!)
And it's making me feel worried. I can't ever imagine him cheating. He's said he loves me. But I feel like this is a case of actions vs words. Sure when questioned he says he loves me and before he rolls over to sleep but it seems hollow. He does a lot for this family but I can see he's not happy. I've tried to do things to make him happier and they've failed. ( He wanted another child and I ended up having multiple miscarriages. He's always wanted a dog so I got him one as a surprise.)
My feelings are all over the place. I'm tired, unable to cope, I feel disgusted with my appearance, I feel hopeless with my health, and more often that not I feel like running away from it all. I get like this when I feel vulnerable.
I have tried to be kind to myself. Trying to reprogram that part of my brain that has been raised in an environment where your looks gave you more worth. I'm trying to work on myself but I have a sneaky suspicion that even if I were doing a lot better it wouldn't make a difference to him.
I can't talk to him about it because I feel like I've done everything a good therapist would advise and it's amounted to nothing.
Is he cheating? Maybe just entertaining the idea? Just done with us? Are we doomed? Does anyone ever get out of these ruts when health and age interfere?
Looking for outside perspectives. Please be kind.