Thanks Daybyday and Evertrying, I read your past posts, and it's all so similar isn't it. I have started to post so many times and for some reason stopped. This year has gone by in a blur, but the realization that my husband has been gone 18 months has hit me hard. Of course I had to look up articles on separation, and found out very few come back home after 2 years. I guess midlife crisis is a whole different ball game though, at least I hope so. It does seem that those couples that tend to reconcile after MLC never actually separated. I thought I had left denial a long time ago, but today saw me just full of disbelief about what has happened to our marriage. How did we get here?
H has entered a time of frequent travel again, until the next work travel ban that is. He is gone Monday to Friday, traveling the world and working 15 hour days. he's exhausted, but his work gives him purpose, and helps him feel like he is making a difference. It's always been clear
to me that work is the real alienator. OW seems to be gone, although I'm sure that they are still in contact. He says that she became disillusioned that he wasn't divorcing me, but I think she may gotten angry at how little time he gave her. I think she must have realized how things were for me. D23 recently told me that she fully expects H to have a heart attack. Certainly, I wonder how long he can sustain this punishing work schedule.
He has mentioned several times that I've changed for the better. Today he said he doesn't think he's changed at all, and he seemed ok with it. This is what I've noticed with dismay recently; He is working so much that he can't possibly have any time for reflection. He is still going to an IC, but the visits must be sporadic because he is rarely here. He admits that he was doing better earlier in the year when he wasn't traveling so much, and said that he's in limbo, he's been saying that since February. His apartment contract is up for renewal at the end of July, but so far no sign of him doing anything about it. In March he told me that he was going to be buying his own place, and said he wouldn't put a deposit down without telling me, but so far nothing.
He's still popping over for cups of tea when he can, sometimes on the day he gets back from a trip. He tends to stay for an hour, and his visits always end with exceptionally long hugs. Phone calls are minimal, and I don't call him. We text back and forth, but not everyday. Twice recently he has said that he doesn't know what he wants to do as regards the two of us and is sorry for what it's doing to me, so nothing new there. He used to invite me to the movies, and out for meals, but has stopped that completely.
He hasn't said I love you for over a year. I'm left wondering if he's genuinely confused, or if he's too much of a coward to start a divorce. I was doing so well, but today feeling very discombobulated. February's touch and go was tough to deal with. I do wonder though if we are reconnecting over cups of tea (he mainly talks about the trials and tribulations of his job), or if he's just being friendly? I have no idea what goes on in that man's head, and I'm trying to get to the point where I just don't care. It's clear to me that he is incapable of any empathy, and still seems so shut down. It's so strange. I would hate to live his joyless existence.The one thing he says time and time again is that life is short, as if he has to go and grab life by the horns, but all he does is work, so I'm confused!