I Live In a Sexless Marriage
The house is up for sale. Thank God. I do not know how much more I can put up with living here but for now it is my home so I have to carry on and hope that someone decides they want to buy this place.
I think he is going through depression. His personal hygiene is at an all time low and his co workers have commented to him that he is smelling foul. When we were together I had to play Mommy and remind him because of his job, he truly did stink! I am the complete opposite, I am known to have two showers in one day, change bedding frequently, do laundry daily, etc.. I'm horrified.
He's moving back home to his parents until his home is built even though he is a man in his forties. Honestly, I'd have to be desperate to move back home to my parents because as much as we love each other, to have that many adults in one house would be stressful. Shrug, I don't get it.
As things move forward, he's in the me-me-me mode. He is buying the best home he can afford with appliances etc.. , the furniture, etc and makes sure to tell me how better it is then here. Consequently putting himself deeper into dept. All this stuff will make him happy? Short term perhaps, long term most likely not!
His latest game is when a friend of mine calls the house, he takes it upon himself to talk to the about our situation and he begins to play the martyr. He does this, he does that and I do nothing, apparently. If that's the case, who is the person who organized that Realtor, initiated the action of dissolving this union, etc. My friend told me what happened the last time she called and he answered the phone. I had a conversation telling him that if someone calls for me that he take a message only.They are calling for me and I would appreciate if he keep our personal life private.
I'm so disgusted with myself and wonder, "Was I drunk the whole fifteen years?!?" Why the hell did I settle for all of this?!?!? Part of me is incredibly embarrassed and ashamed!
I think he is going through depression. His personal hygiene is at an all time low and his co workers have commented to him that he is smelling foul. When we were together I had to play Mommy and remind him because of his job, he truly did stink! I am the complete opposite, I am known to have two showers in one day, change bedding frequently, do laundry daily, etc.. I'm horrified.
He's moving back home to his parents until his home is built even though he is a man in his forties. Honestly, I'd have to be desperate to move back home to my parents because as much as we love each other, to have that many adults in one house would be stressful. Shrug, I don't get it.
As things move forward, he's in the me-me-me mode. He is buying the best home he can afford with appliances etc.. , the furniture, etc and makes sure to tell me how better it is then here. Consequently putting himself deeper into dept. All this stuff will make him happy? Short term perhaps, long term most likely not!
His latest game is when a friend of mine calls the house, he takes it upon himself to talk to the about our situation and he begins to play the martyr. He does this, he does that and I do nothing, apparently. If that's the case, who is the person who organized that Realtor, initiated the action of dissolving this union, etc. My friend told me what happened the last time she called and he answered the phone. I had a conversation telling him that if someone calls for me that he take a message only.They are calling for me and I would appreciate if he keep our personal life private.
I'm so disgusted with myself and wonder, "Was I drunk the whole fifteen years?!?" Why the hell did I settle for all of this?!?!? Part of me is incredibly embarrassed and ashamed!