I just need to get this out. I feel shaken and sick.
I almost don’t know where to start. I posted about this before under a different username. Shortly before Xmas, my husband (married 14 years, but together for longer) walked out on me and our 3 kids. As in, he said he needed to take time to himself as he didn’t know what he wanted any longer, and went. After that time he has hardly seen our kids, but I have encouraged him to do so for them. There have been a few occasions where he said he would and we tentatively made a plan, but then he didn’t show up for them. We own our house jointly, everything is in joint names. He has made no financial contributions to the kids or anything else since he left, his salary is now being paid into a separate bank acc. I earn enough to just about keep us afloat.
That’s the context. I have been numb with shock and just been trying to get through each day for the kids, trying to hold it together.
Fast forward to now. Over the last couple of weeks, we have been talking at length on the phone, messaging. He has told me (and I think believe him) that there is no one else, but he just isn’t sure he wants the life we have together any longer. We have had long chats about his mental health, pressures we have both been under etc. I thought – perhaps stupidly – that this was a way back to him seeing the kids. I suppose a small and stupid part of me thought there might still be hope for our relationship, because it has been clear that he has felt conflicted and I have wondered if he has had some kind of breakdown, encouraged him to get help etc, we spoke about putting financial arrangements in place. While all the time I have felt totally heartbroken.
Long story short, I have been stupid and let all the boundaries I have tried to put in place collapse. I said yes to him coming over for a face to face chat (kids not in the house, thank god). I want to say I had sex with him, but I am not entirely sure that is what happened. I was just so pathetically upset that when he initiated it, quite forcefully, I got even more upset and just . . . . let him. I literally just lay there crying the whole time and thinking how much I have messed up. He didn’t even really acknowledge the fact that I was sobbing. That was yesterday.
This is bad isn’t it. I have lost all perspective and feel that my judgement has gone.
But this is bad, right? I don’t know what to feel, what to do. I have spent today on autopilot.
I needed to spew this out. There is no one I can tell IRL. I don't know how it has come to this.