I have posted on here before recently. I was all set to split with my DH. I was so strong, and sure of my feelings. And yet again it has somehow not come to pass. Somehow we are still together, and somehow he is in my bed again.
I feel very confused. I feel pathetic. I feel that I don't know what I am doing. I feel like I don't know my own mind.
Why can't I talk to him about anything important? Why can't I tell him how I feel? I did try a few weeks ago, and we did split temporarily. He moved into my son's room (had to stay as I work full time and he does school drop offs)
Am I the problem? He thinks my lack of communication is. I just cannot face the confrontations. I am like an emu/ostrich (whichever the hell it is that burys it's head in the sand). I literally clam up completely. I put my head down, and I cannot speak.
I managed to get through a Relate session where I told the counsellor and Dh that it was over and I couldn't go any further. And then days later he is saying all the right things, and I weaken.
And even now only a couple of weeks later, and the same problems arise. He puts me on a pedestal and then knocks me down. He has to poke and poke and poke (not literally) at me for a response. I know I am so guilty for saying I will give it a go and then not being able to do anything constructive to help our relationship.
I feel that in the past he has been emotionally abusive, but maybe its all me? Why am I making things worse?