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even though he's the one who made me cry in the first place.
It's been 10 months since he said he didn't love me anymore and didn't want to live with me. He said we'd try to work it out, but he retired from one job, took another job in another city and moved.
We've been married 43 years, two grown children, and 4 grandchildren (one more on the way). He doesn't want a divorce, doesn't even want to be considered officially separated, but insists that he needs to live alone. There's no physical contact, no emotional support...However he is willing to continue his financial responsibilities. He calls me every day to "check in" with me and see if I'm ok. So I guess I should be grateful. Somehow I'm not.
I'm retired as well and thought we'd be spending our golden years having fun and enjoying a low-pressure life. I had imagined we'd just "play" a lot and ride off into the sunset together. Not to be.
I've suffered from depression most of my adult life but have had it under control until this issue. But now I feel like the bottom has fallen out. We have so much to be grateful for (We went through a stressful year last year with our adult son having a brain tumor but all is well and he is almost completely recovered).We have fairly good health, enough money to do what needs to be done,health insurance, a dog...all the things one would think would make life easy. Then he has to go and pull this stunt.
Somehow the loss of my husband's love is a cross I cannot bear. The nights are so long and dark and my heart breaks with every hour that goes by. Had I lost him through death, I could have coped, but for him to have chosen to toss me away after all these years is more than I can stand.
When I posted here in January, I surely hoped things would improve but they haven't. I'm in limbo with no one and it's too sad. Yes, I have enough money to make it, and other family and friends, but he's all that's important to me. I'm 64 years old and I don't know how to start over. He's always been there for me and I can't make it without him.I don't think I have enough years left to regroup. I'm all used up and I guess that's why he threw me away.
This isn't how things were supposed to be. I didn't do anything wrong and I don't think I deserve to end up this way. I've been a good person all my life. And now it's all for nothing.
There is no point to this post...just an old woman crying the night away.
Hug someone for me. Maybe I'll feel the warmth.
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