I am new to the forum, I feel isolated and very very alone, I have nobody to talk to so please forgive me if I seem to go on and on....
A little of my history - I come froma very dysfunctional family, my mother is a manic depressive and we have been estranged since I was 15, she has periodically entered my life then left again in a blaze of fury, turmoil,pain and hurt. My father always worked away from home when I was a child and my parents divorced when I was 9.
After a peculiar childhood, my mother threw me out at 15. By this point my older brother had recieved the same treatment and was now a junkie (20 years on he still fights his addiction but is rapidly losing the battle) and my sister lurched from abusive relationship to abusive relationship and has been fighting a losing battle with alchohol since she was 14.
I guess of the 3 of us I was the lucky one, after witnessing the despair and destruction of my siblings I opted to join the military. As soon as I had completed training I met someone who was close to his family, had the upbringing I only read in fairytales. he was secure. grounded and above all SAFE.
In the begining I loved him only as a friend, and just after my 20th birthday he asked me to marry him. I have to be honest, at the time I didnt think he was "the one" or that he was or ever would be the love of my life. But, I felt at home with him, I felt safe and secure, he had a good job, good prospects and clearly adored me, nobody had ever treated me before with such love, compassion and respect. I was very rational and clear headed when I made my descision, which was simply this - marry him you fool, he loves you, he is trustworthy, he will always look after you.
I accepted his proposal and we married 6 months later. Our first year of marriage was a happy one, and we were also blessed with our first child. I have to confess, I didnt take to motherhood very well, our daughter was a difficult baby, and I suffered badly with post natal depression. My husband had to take on resposibility for the care of our daughter and even now they are so very close. I feel I have missed out on a the important bonding stage with her and sometimes i feel I cannot even bring myself to hold her, yet I know I would lay down my life for her without question. During this period I had felt more alone and isolated than ever, I had gone through military training, a marriage and the birth of a child totally alone, this is a feeling I still have today, despite trying to build a family of my own.
Time passed by with its ups and downs, and 2 years later we then had our second daughter. The situation was very different this time, I already felt as if my husband and I had grown apart, and due to his work commitments he didnt bond with our second child in the same way he did with our first. I therefore felt compelled to be both mother and father to her to make up for it, and as a result we are very close, something I feel my husband resented at the time.
Years have gone by now, and I feel I have lived most of it in a stupor. One thing I can say though is this, my husband has stood by me when most others would have walked away. I can honestly say I love him more now than I ever have done, but the distance between us now is so vast that I dont know how we can ever get back on a level playing field. I want to save our marriage, I owe it to him, I owe it my daughters and I owe it to myself.
He is a good man, I know that, but I exisit day to day in a living hell. I feel unhappy, unfullfilled, discontented and desperate every single day of my life. We argue constantly. We dont make love for months at a time. I dont know how to resolve the situation, and nobody is even at fault anymore, it just is what it is.
Some days I feel overwhelming loss, hatred, resentment, I feel I am unappreciated, taken for granted an unworthy. Other days I feel total despair, like my world is caving in, and I have to do something, anything, to get a grip and save my marriage.
I love my husband and my children, I really do, but as much as I love them I am also afraid of them, afraid of the potential pain they can inflict on me. I am tired of living my life this way, so very very tired. I really dont know what to do, part of me thinks they will all be better off without me, so quietly pack a bag and slip out of the back door and dissapear into the the stratosphere. Part of me wants to stay and fight for what is mine. It is a constant struggle, and one I am growing tired of battling.
what do I do? where do I go? Is there any hope for my family's future and our marriage?
A little of my history - I come froma very dysfunctional family, my mother is a manic depressive and we have been estranged since I was 15, she has periodically entered my life then left again in a blaze of fury, turmoil,pain and hurt. My father always worked away from home when I was a child and my parents divorced when I was 9.
After a peculiar childhood, my mother threw me out at 15. By this point my older brother had recieved the same treatment and was now a junkie (20 years on he still fights his addiction but is rapidly losing the battle) and my sister lurched from abusive relationship to abusive relationship and has been fighting a losing battle with alchohol since she was 14.
I guess of the 3 of us I was the lucky one, after witnessing the despair and destruction of my siblings I opted to join the military. As soon as I had completed training I met someone who was close to his family, had the upbringing I only read in fairytales. he was secure. grounded and above all SAFE.
In the begining I loved him only as a friend, and just after my 20th birthday he asked me to marry him. I have to be honest, at the time I didnt think he was "the one" or that he was or ever would be the love of my life. But, I felt at home with him, I felt safe and secure, he had a good job, good prospects and clearly adored me, nobody had ever treated me before with such love, compassion and respect. I was very rational and clear headed when I made my descision, which was simply this - marry him you fool, he loves you, he is trustworthy, he will always look after you.
I accepted his proposal and we married 6 months later. Our first year of marriage was a happy one, and we were also blessed with our first child. I have to confess, I didnt take to motherhood very well, our daughter was a difficult baby, and I suffered badly with post natal depression. My husband had to take on resposibility for the care of our daughter and even now they are so very close. I feel I have missed out on a the important bonding stage with her and sometimes i feel I cannot even bring myself to hold her, yet I know I would lay down my life for her without question. During this period I had felt more alone and isolated than ever, I had gone through military training, a marriage and the birth of a child totally alone, this is a feeling I still have today, despite trying to build a family of my own.
Time passed by with its ups and downs, and 2 years later we then had our second daughter. The situation was very different this time, I already felt as if my husband and I had grown apart, and due to his work commitments he didnt bond with our second child in the same way he did with our first. I therefore felt compelled to be both mother and father to her to make up for it, and as a result we are very close, something I feel my husband resented at the time.
Years have gone by now, and I feel I have lived most of it in a stupor. One thing I can say though is this, my husband has stood by me when most others would have walked away. I can honestly say I love him more now than I ever have done, but the distance between us now is so vast that I dont know how we can ever get back on a level playing field. I want to save our marriage, I owe it to him, I owe it my daughters and I owe it to myself.
He is a good man, I know that, but I exisit day to day in a living hell. I feel unhappy, unfullfilled, discontented and desperate every single day of my life. We argue constantly. We dont make love for months at a time. I dont know how to resolve the situation, and nobody is even at fault anymore, it just is what it is.
Some days I feel overwhelming loss, hatred, resentment, I feel I am unappreciated, taken for granted an unworthy. Other days I feel total despair, like my world is caving in, and I have to do something, anything, to get a grip and save my marriage.
I love my husband and my children, I really do, but as much as I love them I am also afraid of them, afraid of the potential pain they can inflict on me. I am tired of living my life this way, so very very tired. I really dont know what to do, part of me thinks they will all be better off without me, so quietly pack a bag and slip out of the back door and dissapear into the the stratosphere. Part of me wants to stay and fight for what is mine. It is a constant struggle, and one I am growing tired of battling.
what do I do? where do I go? Is there any hope for my family's future and our marriage?
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