It’s been a long time since I’ve journaled, almost two years! I was just about to lament that things haven’t drastically changed, but I guess they have, just not in the way that me in 2021 would have hoped.
Updates are:
I graduated with a 4.0 with my Masters of Library Science degree at the end of 2021. I’m still working in a public library and loving it. I highly recommend an intense course of study to take your mind off the crazy.
H agreed to do the Marriage Helper class with me last July, and shared with the class why he wants to work on his marriage, and then proceeded to continue to not work on it.
H retired, and is struggling with no longer being a high powered businessman. He said he couldn’t work on the marriage as he needs time to get used to being retired. It’s hard not having your ego continually stroked.
May 2021, our brother in law, Peter, died of Covid. He was H’s sister’s husband. H was very close to him, and Peter was one of the few people to dare call out H for his bad behavior. H took his death particularly bad, and any intimacy we were having went out the window. We also lost H’s mother in January 2022, and our beloved coonhound in April. Our dog died on our wedding anniversary, and it felt like the final nail in the coffin for that date. Unsurprisingly, H was withdrawn more with each death.
He had a hip replacement November 2022. I moved into his house for two weeks and looked after him.
I recently started seeing a therapist for me, as I started this year realizing that I had stopped looking after myself.
I can feel a shift in my way of thinking and acting around H. I feel like I’m finally reaching acceptance. My H is a clinger of epic proportions. He continues to send mixed messages. No intimacy, but flowers on Valentine’s Day, and dinner this weekend. He frequently stops around for a chat, or invites me to the movies. He phones almost everyday, pops over to my house a fair amount, and has taken to making me lunch and delivering it to my workplace. He evens brings coffee tome and my colleagues. This all sounds great, but it isn’t a marriage. There’s no intimacy, no commitment, no conversations of great depth. I’m not getting the feeling from him that he wants a marriage. If anything I’ve been ‘friend zoned’. He seems to like living alone.
The conversations with my therapist have made me realize that I do want more. I’ve been separated for over 5 years, and lived separated with him for 2 years before that. I have realized that I have been in denial this entire time. It finally hit me that my marriage ended 7 years ago, and it really doesn’t look like he wants a new marriage with me.
I have a trip with him, his sister, and our daughter coming up soon ( I will be sharing a room with our daughter), but I think after that I need to devote far less energy to him, and focus on myself.