I still have one page to read on this thread but this all really resonates.
Name changed for this as I've kept it to myself and haven't told anyone:
DH and I have been together 12 years, married almost 8 and with a younger DC. Sex has always been quite intermittent but we haven't had sex now for 5 years. I felt like I was always pestering for sex and he just made excuses, over the years I just stopped bothering. The thing is, I really miss intimacy, cuddles, sex, long kisses and it dreads me to think this is my life in my 30s already.... and could be the rest of my life. We just never had sexual chemistry and it's so important to me.
I've spoken to him about wanting more sex and he sort of brushes it off. He doesn't want to talk about it, doesn't want to go to therapy or anything. I know it's not an ED or testosterone thing as he masturbates.
But also over the years we have just grown apart. It's like living with a good friend or a sibling and we help each other with childcare and DC commitments, talk about our day, etc. I've also told him this and tried to talk about it but he brushes is off and genuinely doesn't think so. He thinks life is great.
But how he reacts to situations (like getting unnecessarily aggy and angry on an airplane if someone takes the overhead compartment over his seat) has just started to build resentment in me. I feel we're always arguing or disagreeing and spend more time having little fights, which I've also tried talking about but he thinks I'm nagging and I don't see his point of view.
It's started to build up resentment and I just don't know what to do.
Separating feels like such a big step, especially as he doesn't think there is a problem (so I think he would feel a bit blindsided even though the signs are all there) but also it's splitting assets, splitting a house I love, figuring out child schedules, dog schedules etc. It feels like such an overwhelming step that you can't reverse once you start. I'm also the higher earner and I can imagine he would get spiteful rather than amicable.
But also, separating doesn't mean I'll necessarily find someone else. And I fear being lonely and alone at 60 wondering what happened. I always dreamed of someone to travel with, bing spontaneous with, cooking together with a glass of wine, and just have a lazy Sunday morning with a cuddle before getting up.
It's like giving up everything for the unknown.
I wish he would just end it with me - but I don't think that will happen.
I'm at such a loss and I don't know what to do, and I could go on, but it feels so liberating to put it out there and not keep it inside for this long.