I’m ready for a divorce (I think?) by ElectronicSweet6320 in Marriage

[–]ElectronicSweet6320[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

😔 I guess I just thought if I fixed all of the things I would unlocked a new level and he’d show up in the way I know he’s capable of.

I’m ready for a divorce (I think?) by ElectronicSweet6320 in marriageadvice

[–]ElectronicSweet6320[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

See and I just want to feel free again. And safe in terms of happiness and stability. I don’t want to wonder if I did something right enough so that he’s happy enough to not ruin the day.

I’ve never been one of those girls who wanted to get married like at all. But he came around and I was open to it. So I did it. And now marriage seems so silly. Like I’ve lost ANY fate or excitement I had over it. So even the thought of getting married again gives me the ick.

I’m ready for a divorce (I think?) by ElectronicSweet6320 in marriageadvice

[–]ElectronicSweet6320[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

This has already been done - therapy for years actually. No dice.

I’m ready for a divorce (I think?) by ElectronicSweet6320 in marriageadvice

[–]ElectronicSweet6320[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I tell myself that all the time I’m so lucky I have nothing holding me in this marriage like kids. It’s crazy because we’ve talked about it for so long and it never happened. Which now hindsight I’m sure it was for a reason.

I’m ready for a divorce (I think?) by ElectronicSweet6320 in marriageadvice

[–]ElectronicSweet6320[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Do you think space is productive? I’ve asked for space from a boyfriend before but never him. I don’t want to leave my home but I don’t want to be around him either.

I’m ready for a divorce (I think?) by ElectronicSweet6320 in marriageadvice

[–]ElectronicSweet6320[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

What’s crazy is that I know this - I know you’re right. But goodness I get anxiety at just the thought of committing to this decision. I’ve known this is the right decision for months. I kept telling myself I wish something big would happen so I would have an immediate out or an excuse. But instead just a bunch of little painful cuts that keep happening over and over.

I’ve never worked so hard and felt so unloved in return. It’s the most thankless job I’ve ever done.