Hi Powderful,
I do not know what it is I feel about my husband. I couldn't sleep and just walked over to the study room a few minutes ago and I saw some of the old things he dug out from our wedding like the dinner guestlist and some wedding pictures.
I felt such a wtench in my heart. He must have been looking at them with tear filled eyes. He has said he doesn't blame me.
I'm not sure what it is that I still feel for him. Is it love? I am not sure, it just felt like a deep sadness, a broken dream, of what could have been, and mostly a deep pain of hurting him so much? Maybe I still love him, deep down inside? Maybe I should not have told him about my friend.....
But frankly I didn't miss him at all when I was overseas these three years. He wasn't in my thoughts even when I was happy, or sad or had good / bad news to share. We hardly talked when we were in Singapore. When I was overseas, it dwindled even more. When he had a fall, I wasn't as concerned as I thought I should have been. I thought that was always the first test of whom one truly loves?
Or are these feelings a prompting from somewhere / God not to give up on the marriage? That there is something still worth fighting for in this marriage?
He has been very good to me, fetches me around, buys me food, trys to support me in what i do, gets on with my parents, and I feel so touched by all his gestures but I just don't feel.... love.... Our feelings, our dreams, our aspirations, our fears are blocked up from one another. We are so emotionally distant.... We always used to use surface laughs and jokes but avoided the real deep soul sharing. This is what I really want. Someone I can share everything with and vice versa. Someone with whom I can be myself. I don't experience that with him. And I don't feel any physical attraction to him at all.
Am I throwing away a gem that I won't appreciate until it is gone? I was so stupid to fall for my friend when I am married. Before I met my friend, I was unhappy deep down, but resigned. Resigned to a husband I couldn't connect with, couldn't share with, couldn't view as my equal or my soulmate. For the first 2 years of our courtship, he treated me like dirt - keeping me at arm's length, cold to me, didn't want to spend time with me. Even meeting once a week was too much to ask at times. His work came first, I understood in my head but in my heart I was sad. I didn't want to appear sticky, so even though I was terribly hurt, I changed my expectations and behaviour.
And also, deep down, I admit this - a part of me actually felt ashamed of him as he didn't speak well, I always felt a tinge of guilt when I introduced him to my friends. When he started to put on lots of weight, it became even worse. It is very bad of me, I know. In fact, I used to joke with my parents that this guy with very bad english was after me. We used to laugh at his grammer mistakes behind his back. So maybe, I started out this relationship on the wrong footing from day 1.
He admitted he wanted to move out of his unhappy family home so rushed into the market to buy a flat with me once the housing market was low. He admits that his coldness is a result of trauma from his parents' divorce when he was a kid. As a result, he grew up unable to love, unable to relate. But that is exactly what I need in a partner and I have found in my friend who is able to open up to me and vice versa.
I didn't have enough self belief to tell myself I should only marry if I was absolutely sure. I went into this marriage with so many doubts.
All these carried through into the marriage.....
Argh.....
There is so much pain....if only I knew what to do. Is there a good counselor? Frankly speaking, I am too tired to try because it wasn't there in the first place.