I have been lurking for months and have written many threads, only to delete them. All of a sudden I seem to have a need to actual go through with this. Perhaps writting this down will make things clearer in my mind.
Won't go into details as they are mainly not really important. But reading many of your stories I have realised that I am important. As we all are.
I live with my DH and he mainly ignores me. I do not get cuddles, kisses or presents. He does not prevent me from buying myself whatever I want. (I do work full time), but he will never think that something might please me.
We spend time together, do things, meet people, that sort of thing.
But I am like a plant, I need love and care. All of a sudden I know that if he meets someone else, or whatever, I don't really care anymore.
I have been making myself ill worrying about whether he loves me, loves me not, and now, lightbulb time. I don't care anymore. The kids are grown-up, married and parents themselves.
If ever I met someone else (even though I'm not looking, yet) I would tell him and leave.
It has come as a relief to know that I can and will manage. I'm not selfish, I do deserve to be loved.
And thank you ladies (and gents) for writing all your posts.
They make you think and get your priorities right. However long it may take and whatever our different stories are. But in the end, you all of a sudden realise that you are worth more than "this".
THank you and have a lovely day.