It’s been over 20 years of trying to fix it. I told myself about 15 years ago that I’d not leave without a clear conscience, that if I was going to turn everyone’s lives upside down by breaking up the marriage (and therefore the family) that I’d manage it if I knew I had exhausted every attempt to fix it. I have. And then I’ve sat on it for another five or so years, hoping for change.
This is delusional and self sabotaging. He does not mind me being sad and lonely, he does not even mind that his behaviour causes me distress. He knows he is breaking his marriage vows and that I put equal weight on “cherish” as “forsake all others”.
Why would I want to be with a man who treats me this badly? What is wrong with me?
im going to the gym most days. Im planning a little holiday. I’m drinking less unless I’m seeing friends when I’m drinking more. I’m making a point of going out and doing nice things because I want to. Life is nicer.
I don’t need him to be happy, I was always happy before I was married. Irony.
we’ll see if this new “fuckit” attitude persists. It might not, but I hope it does. It might be enough to live like this within the marriage. I don’t mind if it’s not and I have to divorce. It would be a shame, but less of a shame than living like this.