<SIZE size="75">(Apologies for the long rambly post out of the blue - I guess it's cathartic to write like this where I'm almost anonymous.)</SIZE>
The variables:
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I don't hate her, we don't fight, in fact we get along quite well. We make a good mum/dad pairing, even though we're no longer really a husband/wife couple.
What I want to talk about - is it possible? can you raise healthy happy kids when mum and dad have zero affection or physical interaction? don't they pick up on that? is this a viable option? can it work?
I've got a friend who says that he dearly wishes that his parents had broken up - they had a very weird non-abusive but non-friendly dynamic going on, which may have had something to do with it - that the worst part of growing up for him was living with this underlying lack of real love in the house.
Basically: I think we're both trapped in this relationship because of the kids and, now, the mortgage. My wife doesn't work, so there's no way that we could keep this house if we split - there's no savings or anything, in fact the first thing my wife inherit from me, financially, would be half of our credit card debt. Our kids would go from living in one huge stable 3 bedroom house to a succession of crummy 2 bedroom flats, I'd probably really be living with my parents at first, 30km away... it would just suck.
I've been going around and around and around those 5 points at top now, almost every waking moment for the last 6 months... I can only think of three possible outcomes: A) divorce, B )status quo or C) she comes back to me - and I'm honestly unsure about how to weigh up those three outcomes.
Obviously A) is emotionally and financially the most devastating - although it's forseeably the best option in the long run: you never know.
I see B) as being the worst possible long-term outcome, wasting my life away. It's petty, to want to have orgasms and enjoy sex, right? Surely I can just learn to live without it, right? But you only get so many trips around the sun before they cancel your ticket - and I've gotten addicted to feeling wanted/needed after 10 years of marriage that I can't cope with the constant daily rejection, with this ever present confirmation that my closeness is not wanted. As Neil Finn sang "Do you want presence or need my health?" - the answer I get is a clear 'No. No I don't.'
In this scenario, all I am is a paycheck to her. I'm just a way for her to avoid her fear of rejection, her fear of having to perform in the real world for real money: she got her teaching degree last year but so far the closest that she's come to applying for a job is that - it's basically August now - she has successfully applied for a licence. She's terrified of getting a job because of the pressure she'd be under - this is part of her mental illness, an intense phobia of criticism or judgement.
Now, in scenario C) I'm honestly ok with that. I love her, we're married, and as hard as it to get by without that second income, the fact is that we do get by. I've thrown my lot in with hers and I'd rather her not have to go through unnecessary pain along the way. I make ok money and we have a manageable lifestyle - it really is true that "All you need is love."...
...but we're not IN scenario c). We're in scenario B), where all I am is a paycheck to her, and all she is to me is free child-care.
I long to be touched. I long to have her enjoy being touched. I long to just make some joke about sex and have her smile in agreement with me rather than grimace as if I'm commiting workplace sexual harrasment - you know that secret world, that shared naughtiness, which lovers inhabit?? I long to be caught by surprise, to be amazed at her love for me. I long to be wrapped around her little finger as she plays with me, teasing and hinting, and then, later, when the kids are in bed asleep _releases me_. I long to be kissed by her. I long to be <I>welcomed </I>home when I get home from work. I long to be lovingly embraced when I leave for any period of time. I long for her to sit me down and, patiently, casually, explain to me how deeply she loves me and couldn't live without me.
If I have to be alone, I'd rather be by myself.
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I go through all of that; I work out how unfair all this is for me, how hard-done-by I am, how unlucky I've become... and I always come back to #3 on the list - maybe I'm bound to live with her through her depression. Maybe her depression IS my problem. We're married now. Sure, she's a 'dud', but she became a 'dud' AFTER I promised to live with her no matter what. Maybe this is just some really awful 'what' that I have to live through...
I really don't know.
Which is why I think I'm leaning towards just going with B) status quo. It's cheapest. It causes the least drama. I don't have to go house-hunting. I don't have to think about paying for child-care. I don't have to uproot my children.
I guess I really should add:
6) I canNOT live without my children. This is an impossible thought to me. I'd rather suffer just about anything than my absence from their life. I recently spent 13 days in China, and it was deeply upsetting for me to have to spend so many hours so far from them.
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Where we stand now is basically at an impasse. Both of us know full well about her extreme dislike of being touched in any way. Both of us know that there's nothing I can change in my life to change this: I don't smoke, drink or gamble. I'm not angry or violent. I'm not lazy. I'm not without ambition. I'm not disrespectful or unkind. We both know that the best thing, for both of us, would be for her her to lose 30 kg (ie 60lb, 1/3 of her body weight) and to get her head straight - but losing weight is impossible for her when she has this history of blah blah blah and counselling costs money and drugs don't work.
She has an appointment for a counsellor in August. I hope we can afford it. I suppose it's a start. <SIZE size="75">(Or a last-gasp. Please keep it a secret, but I guess there's a 4th scenario D) where she successfully commts suicide. She botched it about 20 months ago swallowing an entire packet of her anti-depression medication and a bottle of champagne. No note. We've never really talked about it.</SIZE>)
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So I guess what I'm asking is: is it ok for me to put my children's happiness ahead of my own? Is it really ok to let myself get sucked down into my wife's depression just because she's my wife? Is it really ok to raise children in a loveless marriage?
The variables:
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<LI>- I still love her and want to be with her - but;</LI>
<LI> - she literally hasn't let me touch her since february (and, now that i think of it, really there has been a gaping hole in our love life for 2 years) because;</LI>
<LI> - her depression and weight gain (she's morbidly obese now) don't allow her to feel good about herself.</LI>
<LI> - Even though we've been together for 10 years, have two kids and a huge mortgage together;</LI>
<LI> - I'm not sure that I'm able to spend the rest of my life on a woman who doesn't love me the way I love her - the way she used to.</LI>
I don't hate her, we don't fight, in fact we get along quite well. We make a good mum/dad pairing, even though we're no longer really a husband/wife couple.
What I want to talk about - is it possible? can you raise healthy happy kids when mum and dad have zero affection or physical interaction? don't they pick up on that? is this a viable option? can it work?
I've got a friend who says that he dearly wishes that his parents had broken up - they had a very weird non-abusive but non-friendly dynamic going on, which may have had something to do with it - that the worst part of growing up for him was living with this underlying lack of real love in the house.
Basically: I think we're both trapped in this relationship because of the kids and, now, the mortgage. My wife doesn't work, so there's no way that we could keep this house if we split - there's no savings or anything, in fact the first thing my wife inherit from me, financially, would be half of our credit card debt. Our kids would go from living in one huge stable 3 bedroom house to a succession of crummy 2 bedroom flats, I'd probably really be living with my parents at first, 30km away... it would just suck.
I've been going around and around and around those 5 points at top now, almost every waking moment for the last 6 months... I can only think of three possible outcomes: A) divorce, B )status quo or C) she comes back to me - and I'm honestly unsure about how to weigh up those three outcomes.
Obviously A) is emotionally and financially the most devastating - although it's forseeably the best option in the long run: you never know.
I see B) as being the worst possible long-term outcome, wasting my life away. It's petty, to want to have orgasms and enjoy sex, right? Surely I can just learn to live without it, right? But you only get so many trips around the sun before they cancel your ticket - and I've gotten addicted to feeling wanted/needed after 10 years of marriage that I can't cope with the constant daily rejection, with this ever present confirmation that my closeness is not wanted. As Neil Finn sang "Do you want presence or need my health?" - the answer I get is a clear 'No. No I don't.'
In this scenario, all I am is a paycheck to her. I'm just a way for her to avoid her fear of rejection, her fear of having to perform in the real world for real money: she got her teaching degree last year but so far the closest that she's come to applying for a job is that - it's basically August now - she has successfully applied for a licence. She's terrified of getting a job because of the pressure she'd be under - this is part of her mental illness, an intense phobia of criticism or judgement.
Now, in scenario C) I'm honestly ok with that. I love her, we're married, and as hard as it to get by without that second income, the fact is that we do get by. I've thrown my lot in with hers and I'd rather her not have to go through unnecessary pain along the way. I make ok money and we have a manageable lifestyle - it really is true that "All you need is love."...
...but we're not IN scenario c). We're in scenario B), where all I am is a paycheck to her, and all she is to me is free child-care.
I long to be touched. I long to have her enjoy being touched. I long to just make some joke about sex and have her smile in agreement with me rather than grimace as if I'm commiting workplace sexual harrasment - you know that secret world, that shared naughtiness, which lovers inhabit?? I long to be caught by surprise, to be amazed at her love for me. I long to be wrapped around her little finger as she plays with me, teasing and hinting, and then, later, when the kids are in bed asleep _releases me_. I long to be kissed by her. I long to be <I>welcomed </I>home when I get home from work. I long to be lovingly embraced when I leave for any period of time. I long for her to sit me down and, patiently, casually, explain to me how deeply she loves me and couldn't live without me.
If I have to be alone, I'd rather be by myself.
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I go through all of that; I work out how unfair all this is for me, how hard-done-by I am, how unlucky I've become... and I always come back to #3 on the list - maybe I'm bound to live with her through her depression. Maybe her depression IS my problem. We're married now. Sure, she's a 'dud', but she became a 'dud' AFTER I promised to live with her no matter what. Maybe this is just some really awful 'what' that I have to live through...
I really don't know.
Which is why I think I'm leaning towards just going with B) status quo. It's cheapest. It causes the least drama. I don't have to go house-hunting. I don't have to think about paying for child-care. I don't have to uproot my children.
I guess I really should add:
6) I canNOT live without my children. This is an impossible thought to me. I'd rather suffer just about anything than my absence from their life. I recently spent 13 days in China, and it was deeply upsetting for me to have to spend so many hours so far from them.
----------
Where we stand now is basically at an impasse. Both of us know full well about her extreme dislike of being touched in any way. Both of us know that there's nothing I can change in my life to change this: I don't smoke, drink or gamble. I'm not angry or violent. I'm not lazy. I'm not without ambition. I'm not disrespectful or unkind. We both know that the best thing, for both of us, would be for her her to lose 30 kg (ie 60lb, 1/3 of her body weight) and to get her head straight - but losing weight is impossible for her when she has this history of blah blah blah and counselling costs money and drugs don't work.
She has an appointment for a counsellor in August. I hope we can afford it. I suppose it's a start. <SIZE size="75">(Or a last-gasp. Please keep it a secret, but I guess there's a 4th scenario D) where she successfully commts suicide. She botched it about 20 months ago swallowing an entire packet of her anti-depression medication and a bottle of champagne. No note. We've never really talked about it.</SIZE>)
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So I guess what I'm asking is: is it ok for me to put my children's happiness ahead of my own? Is it really ok to let myself get sucked down into my wife's depression just because she's my wife? Is it really ok to raise children in a loveless marriage?