I have posted before re my miserable marriage, and my struggle to gather the courage to escape it. I have plotted and planned to the ninth degree, have now established what benefits I would be entitled to if I up and leave, and even came quite close to viewing a property to rent!!
This evening I manage to start a conversation regarding how we can't possibly carry on living like this - which of course quickly turned into a bitching session over who had done what to get us to this point; turns out it is all my fault cause I had post natal depression and that's where it all stemmed from ( must check that out with my Mum and sister, cause it was certainly never medically recorded and I don't recall it !!!!!)
Anyway upshot is (according to him)
a)if I instigate things and it ends up with him loosing everything he has put into this home of ours I will live to regret it
b)I couldn't posibly manage on my own
c) If I pursue this he will end up killing himself because he really couldn't bear to part with the house he has worked so hard to hold onto or the car that is soo precious to him - how would I like to have that on my consciounce he asks.
d)It's alright for me cause I will have an inheritance when my parents die and I will be able to start again - he isn't in that fortunate position
e)Why should we both be miserable living at a lower standard when we can remain miserable together.
f)I am a miserable person in general it has nothing to do with him
So it seems I must remain living like this - I have to be selfless and put up with this in order not to make his live any worse than it already is!!!!
This is exactly what I expected him to say once I plucked up the courage to have this conversation, exactly why I have been putting it off becaue I knew it would all be my fault and I would end up having to be the complete and utter bitch who wrecks everyones lives just to be happy myself.
I just know I am not strong enough to see this through with all this hanging over me.