I left a very abusive ex H back in 2015. I left, with the clothes on my back and 3 DC in tow in the middle of a 3 year long degree, but I got my career out of it. Built my world up from nothing for me and the DC
A few years of finding myself. Online dating disasters.
I met my DP in 2020. We are happy. We are content. We have a very good life, we are equal. He treats me well, We didn't rush things, he's doesn't have DC. I do. We pooled resources and moved in together 18 months ago and we are currently mortgage free.
We are getting married within the next 12 months. Date is set, plans are made. Dress is bought.
Why am I waiting for my world to fall apart? I'm waiting for him to up and go, because everyone else did, but never gives me reason for these feelings. He adores me and loves me. I just don't know: I'm just waiting for the "I'm done" conversation
I have my own nest egg, I have savings for my "if shit hits the fan"
I know the answer is probably therapy, but I was just wondering for anyone had any explanation.