I can’t help but wonder if this is my husband tbh, with details slightly changed but enough for me to spot a lot of similarities. Especially as we talked about it last night and this post was posted an hour after our conversation.
But whether it is, or isn’t, for me, the reasons are everything to do with me and nothing to do with him. After several years of broken sleep due to have two children who do not sleep well, and me doing 99% of the wakings, I am truly exhausted in a way I haven’t ever been before.
On top of that, I am trying to develop in my demanding career but falling behind because I can’t put all the hours in I should.
I have also massively let myself go as sugar is the only thing that gets me through the day so I hate the person I see in the mirror. And no matter how much he tells me I’m gorgeous, I don’t see it. And so I don’t want him to see or even feel me naked.
I don’t want to go away for the night because I don’t feel comfortable having my parents deal with two children who don’t sleep well overnight.
He very much pulls his weight at home (though never used to!) so that’s not an issue.
So sometimes, it’s not that you’re a lazy neglectful fat ugly husband, as PP have tried to paint you as, but rather other complex issues.
ETA to say that a big reason is also because I’m so tired that I am desperate for sleep after the kids go to bed rather than have sex.