After what feels like 5 years of hell I'm finally starting to come out of the fog and I've realised I don't like my life.
Close family death, shit medical diagnosis and the resulting surgeries and an unsupportive husband.
I went to pretty much every doctors and hospital appointment by myself, faced countless tests, scans and conversations with medical personnel with no one at my side.
The day I lost my family member I came home and I'd spoken to my husband and said I was worried he would say something wrong so could he please think very carefully about what he was about to say to me or just wait for me to come to him for support.
He instead decided to pack up the kids and go to his parents and leave me on my own. I was dying inside, never felt pain like it before or since (have lost people before and although it hurt, this was absolutely heartbreaking) and I had to sit here on my own not even able to breathe properly. When visiting the Chapel of rest so a family member could say her goodbyes, he made me cry on the way to her house and despite me begging him to stop talking he wouldn't and I ended up on the floor crying and sobbing.
Since my surgeries he has said very hurtful things about how I now look because of what choices I made to stay alive for myself and my family. Making me feel self-conscious about my body. Before my surgery he had already made a comment about how things didn't feel the same after I had our last child and sex wasn't the same. So to add that and the new comment together, he has made me feel absolutely shit about myself.
Well we ended up arguing because he felt like I was rejected his advances and tbh yes I was because well amazingly enough when you say these things out loud they stay with a person. This is despite him having his own problems in the bedroom (ED) and not seeking help for the issue or willing to take medication or even discuss it with me.
He says he loves me and doesn't want us to split but I'm having a hard time looking at him the same way, wanting him to touch me and don't feel like I love him anymore.
I'm scared that menopause is making me make decisions I might regret but just can't look at him without all that taking over my mind. I'm currently a SAHM but have a job lined up which should hopefully give me enough money to survive without his wage but it will be tight. I don't know how our children will cope with the split (13 and 9 yr olds) but I just don't think I can carry on being unhappy to make everyone else happy.
Oh it's such a mess