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HopefulWife2012
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This will be a long post. My husband and I have been married for four years. We have a wonderful little boy together. We have had are fair share of issues, some resolved, most of of them recurring.
After four years, I find myself sharing space with a room mate. I work part time, do chose around the house and watch over our young son. My husband works hard for us, but when he’s home he’s not really home. He takes a breather after work, to be expected. Then the rest of the day he’s on the computer until dinner. Afterwards back to the computer until bed. I clean up after dinner, put our son to bed after watching a show with him, and the then lay in bed until my husband decides to shut of the T.V. the sleep. Some nights I work and I’m not even there, after dinner until 1am.
This is our life. We don’t go on dates, we don’t do anything together. We seem to have no common interests. When I ask if we could do something together, he rolls his eyes and acts as its a chore… unless it’s something he wants to do. We don’t talk, no “How was your day?” or small gesture that he was interested in my day. We might be intimate with each once every four months or so. Sorry for the TMI, but I’ve almost prefer we didn’t. It’s short, and not sweet. We want another child, but at this rate it’s never gonna happen, and with how fragile I feel our marriage is it might not even be a good idea.
He’s had problems looking at porn. Over the past two years I’ve had found evidence of this 3 times. Usually every 3-4 months I ‘discover’ it. I confront him, crying, hurt. He apologizies, says he’ll stop. Each time I find it and confront him, I become more upset. The last time I had a bag packed and I was ready to take our son and stay somewhere else for a few days. He has asked out of embarrassment that I don’t discuss this with anyone, family or friends. I feel disrepected, hurt, unloved, unwanted, and not appreciated. If gained weight since our son and stress hasn’t help. I have low self esteem. I’ve been diagnosed clinically depressed when I was younger, and I’m trying hard to keep it together.
Two days before our fourth anniversary and once again I’ve ound the same thing. I’ve lost all respect for him, I don’t trust him, and I can’t bring my self to be physical with him. I won’t divorce him. I refuse. I don’t want to give up on him. The man I fell in love with is somewhere still in there. I have not confronted him this time… I’m not sure what to do. He told me he would get help last time, but hasn’t seeked any from a preist. And unfortunately he doesn’t have any close catholic friends that are not family. He doesn’t want his family to know.
I’m looking for advice… anything. All I could do right now is pray for him, and myself. I’m not perfect. I have made many mistakes too, but I’m miserable.
After four years, I find myself sharing space with a room mate. I work part time, do chose around the house and watch over our young son. My husband works hard for us, but when he’s home he’s not really home. He takes a breather after work, to be expected. Then the rest of the day he’s on the computer until dinner. Afterwards back to the computer until bed. I clean up after dinner, put our son to bed after watching a show with him, and the then lay in bed until my husband decides to shut of the T.V. the sleep. Some nights I work and I’m not even there, after dinner until 1am.
This is our life. We don’t go on dates, we don’t do anything together. We seem to have no common interests. When I ask if we could do something together, he rolls his eyes and acts as its a chore… unless it’s something he wants to do. We don’t talk, no “How was your day?” or small gesture that he was interested in my day. We might be intimate with each once every four months or so. Sorry for the TMI, but I’ve almost prefer we didn’t. It’s short, and not sweet. We want another child, but at this rate it’s never gonna happen, and with how fragile I feel our marriage is it might not even be a good idea.
He’s had problems looking at porn. Over the past two years I’ve had found evidence of this 3 times. Usually every 3-4 months I ‘discover’ it. I confront him, crying, hurt. He apologizies, says he’ll stop. Each time I find it and confront him, I become more upset. The last time I had a bag packed and I was ready to take our son and stay somewhere else for a few days. He has asked out of embarrassment that I don’t discuss this with anyone, family or friends. I feel disrepected, hurt, unloved, unwanted, and not appreciated. If gained weight since our son and stress hasn’t help. I have low self esteem. I’ve been diagnosed clinically depressed when I was younger, and I’m trying hard to keep it together.
Two days before our fourth anniversary and once again I’ve ound the same thing. I’ve lost all respect for him, I don’t trust him, and I can’t bring my self to be physical with him. I won’t divorce him. I refuse. I don’t want to give up on him. The man I fell in love with is somewhere still in there. I have not confronted him this time… I’m not sure what to do. He told me he would get help last time, but hasn’t seeked any from a preist. And unfortunately he doesn’t have any close catholic friends that are not family. He doesn’t want his family to know.
I’m looking for advice… anything. All I could do right now is pray for him, and myself. I’m not perfect. I have made many mistakes too, but I’m miserable.