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18 Months Married, 5 Months Pregnant and He leaves me - Did I throw it all away?Hello, I'm Caroline and I'm new here and to all this too. I'm here because I'm confused, distressed, so unbelievably sad and stuck in a circle of blame and guilt that I can't seem to get out of. We'd been together for 6 years, we got married in 2006, we tried for a baby for almost a year, we fell pregnant in September 2007, we moved home to a new house also in September 2007 and in January 2008 my husband decided to end our marrige, I was 5 months pregnant then. It is our first child, today I'm 3 weeks away from giving birth. His reasons were he was down and depressed in our relationship, losing the will to live, didnt love me anymore, hadn't loved me for a long time, ahtough at Christmas and the beginning of January 2008 he was still telling me how much he loved me. I begged him to try and work things through, go for marraige guidance counselling, etc. for the sake of our marraige and our baby but he said there was no point, nothing would make any difference and that the baby wouldn't care whether its parents loved each other, as long as they loved the baby. I asked him if there was someone else in his life, he did say there as a girl at his work but they were just friends, she had expressed that she had wanted a relationship with him but he wasn't getting into one. Although now he is emotionally connected with her, he is seeing her. He primarily blames me for the breakdown of our marriage,It’s very difficult for me knowing how emotionally connected with someone else. I know its something I’ve got to try to deal with and move on from but its just so hard because all I can think about is that none of this needed to happen, we could have prevented/stopped it. If we loved each other so much why didn't we treat each other like we did? I feel so vulnerable and alone right now and scared for my future and I told him that I didn’t sign up for this, had I known this is how the outcome would be, I wouldn’t have chosen this path. He wants this baby so much and is very glad that we did plan and will have this child together and that I am its mum and he had it with me, I think in some way he thinks that he’s done a good thing in getting me pregnant as he said he’d known how I had always wanted a baby. But believe me I wouldn’t have chosen to get pregnant had I known this would happen. He desperately wants us to be friends, really good friends and yes I can see his point but we are so in such different places, he’s got someone else so he has no comprehension of the pain and feelings of loneliness or being alone, he doesn’t need to worry about his future stability because nothing in his life changes much, his job and career is secure, he’s renting an apartment so there isn’t a massive financial commitment there, he doesn’t need to think how he has a responsibility for a little one and doesn’t need to consider someone else in every single aspect of his life from now on, he’s a free agent to come and go and do what he pleases. And his relationship with this girl, it doesn’t appear to be just a fling thing, it appears to be strong and loving and intimate and she’s perfectly fine and even encouraging with the fact that he’s going to be a dad and will have a baby in his life I’m not even Jealous really, just sad, really really sad. I feel that he’s lucky and so is she because he isn’t a bad person, in fact he's a pretty good guy and does want to do the right thing and doesn’t get any joy out of watching my hurt and pain and he’s probably had a fair amount of it himself. But he’s so engrained and adamant that nothing would be any different if he decided to come back, he won’t allow himself to even consider the possibility, not even a glimmer of it. I’m sure he has thought of it but he doesn’t need to because he’s got someone else, that’s the key isn’t it? I've done a lot of soul searching and blame myself a lot for contributing to the breakdown of our marriage. I guess we just didn’t love each other enough or at least treat each other how we should have, like the precious partners, lovers and friends that we were meant to be to one another. He knows that If this were my last day on earth and I could have one wish, it would be to go back and do it right, to show him that I did love him and that he was precious to me and that I did respect and care for him, and his thoughts and feelings were important, and his opinions were important and I couldn’t do everything better than him and I wasn’t more capable than him, and that I did need him just as much as he needed me, and that I did believe he loved me and was attracted to me and wanted to be with me, and wanted to make me happy, and that I was a priority in his life and he brought sunshine and hope to my life and we were on the same path. And when I said that he was my rock I meant it, they weren’t just words and I would let him be my rock instead of rejecting him by acting like him or his ideas were never good enough, never enough, and that I wouldn’t tell him how he wasn’t enthusiastic enough for me or have those stupid expectations like he needed to do big romantic gestures to please me, that wasn’t a measure of how he loved me. The little things he did for me I acted like it wasn’t enough, but they were, they were all that I wanted really, I just took him for granted and wasn’t a very nice person to him at times and acted like I and everything about me and everything in my life was more important than him and his and I guess he felt that nothing was ever good enough for me So many stupid incidents like these which I guess made him feel crap and down and then he would fight back and I would fight back and it just got worse and worse the fighting, the arguing, the lack of respect for one another until something snapped in him I guess. I believe that he loved me and I know that threw it back in his face. That’s why I blame myself, that’s why I have so much guilt, that’s why I feel like I threw it all away. I know that I can’t change the past and I can’t make him love me or want to be with me or make his heart feel things it doesn’t want to feel, I can only express how I feel and what I think and how much pain and regret I have and he has too for us and how it didn’t work out for us. I have told him all of this but nothing makes a difference. I love him so much, I miss him so much and I don’t know how I am ever going to get over that and not feel like that, if at all, and it is for this reason that I feel like I’ve robbed our baby of being born into a loving secure family environment with two parents that loved each other and loved her just as much if not more so, we could have been a strong loving family together but because of my selfishness and stubbornness and always feeling like he was against me and lashing out, I destroyed him as a person, his love for me and ultimately our opportunity to be that strong loving family and team. I’m not carrying all the guilt, he had a hand in it too but I do know the truth of my contribution in bringing us to this point and this is the truth and I must take responsibility and ownership and awareness for that, however much it hurts. I am angry at him about is the fact that I feel he didn’t want to try to work things through, but I guess if I felt as low and down and desolate as he says he was then I probably wouldn’t either and for the same reasons as he said, because he felt it wouldn’t make a difference. Or else perhaps this other person in his life meant he didn't have to? But I guess that would have been up to us and I will know to my dying days that I would have, I could have, not changed my personality but just my behaviours, woken up to what I had great in my life and learnt to start appreciating it and it would have been the wakeup call for me to realise what I would/could have lost had I not made an effort on my own part to show him how much he did mean to me. Unfortunately I didn’t have that chance, or maybe I did and I just didn’t realise I was going to lose it all. Like the old cliché, you don’t know what you’ve got till its gone! I’m not putting my husband on a pedestal, but I do feel like he did love me for who and what I was but I rejected that and I pushed and pushed so hard I pushed him out of my life It feels like I had everything I ever wanted but it still wasn’t enough for me. And I will always always truly regret that, no matter how many other men come and go from my life. I’m not a bad person; I like to think I’m a pretty good person and it wasn’t all bad between us, I just screwed up and have to live with consequences now. He wants to be involved in our baby's life which is a good thing I guess but I can't bear the thoughts of some other woman being involved too and the fact that he will share his joy and emotions with her for the birth of our child, not me. He's moved on so much in the last 5 months, so quickly, I'm nowhere near where he is at and couldn't even begin to think about another relationship, although I do get scared that I will be alone now forever. I didn't set out to be a single mother, I don't think anyone does, do they? I also didn't expect I would be facing my future alone. Caroline ( categories: Dear Kate & Emily )
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