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P-MAC, post: 145927714, member: 33200 wrote:Hi all....apologies for the depressing thread, there is nothing anybody can do to help nor do I expect that, just getting something off my chest really. I don't even have a plan for what I'm writing and it may end up being a long essay in which case I don't even necessarily expect anyone to read it all.
But if you do have some words that might help or have been through similar yourself I'd love to hear it.
I'm 34 from the UK, I met my wife (or girlfriend at the time) in 2017. We met on Reddit, I live in Wales, she lived in London. We had a cute online romance for a while and would travel to meet each other on the bus. On meeting her, I fell in love pretty much immediately. She is beautiful, intelligent, caring, aware of the world, funny, dedicated, HOT, a mental health nurse. She is even somehow a socialist and ally despite growing up with rich parents in a private Catholic girl's school in Oxford UK. Just, one of the best people in the world. I'm not even just saying that because of how heartbroken I am right now. Everyone who meets her says the same thing. She is the embodiment of a ray of sunshine.
Soon after meeting, she moved to Cardiff to be with me. She had been a nurse in London for a long time and was burnt out, traumatised, had an eating disorder, suffered from crippling anxiety, and had a past of being suicidal. She had been planning to move to Newcastle to be with her parents to escape London, and changed that to Cardiff when she met me.
The next few years were a dream come true. I supported her, loved her, helped her overcome her anxiety and eating disorders through love and care. She did the same thing for me with all my issues. We were as strong as a couple could be, we faced everything together and backed each other up in all situations. We bought a house near the coast - she grew up in the most central part of England so that was a dream come true for her, she couldn't believe her luck living by the beach. We had a lovely house and worked on improving it, I got into gardening and most summers we didn't have to buy vegetables or herbs at all, I got so productive at it. She still worked as a nurse because getting out of the NHS is hell, but her job here was easier than London and she went from critical accident and emergency jobs to a more office based position which cheered her up a bit. She also went from shift work to 9-5 which meant a good sleeping pattern and routine for the first time in her adult life. Looking at it back now is like one of those flashbacks in colour in a film when everything else is grey and depressing. Quite literally everything was perfect. And yes part of this was 2020. Even that year we were living the dream.
We got married in 2023. Unquestionably, the best day of my life. Certainly, the proudest. Fuck, you should see what she looked like, and how happy we were. I know everyone in that room was wondering how the fuck I got her. She gave a speech about how much she loved me and everything I'd done for her.
The rest of 2023 was great, just enjoying life together. In 2024, everything kinda went bad. Not with our relationship, just with life. Her brother fainted in a petrol station and smashed his head on the counter. The staff put him in his car and left him for 5 hours with a bleed on the brain instead of calling for an ambulance. He was in a coma and still hasn't fully recovered. I know that scarred her for life, she had therapy to deal with it. Then a bunch of other shit things happened, I can't even list all of them there's too many, I sprained my ankle in the middle of training for a trail run and could barely walk for weeks, I also had serious pneumonia from covid and was coughing up blood and basically still in bed for almost a month. We had leaks in the roof that cost 20k to fix. At the end of the year, after dealing with all of that, my boss let me go by surprise after an 8 year stable, well paid, career. Even worse, he told me I had done nothing wrong, and that he just was bored of that business and wanted to go into another. We were both crushed and in shock, I basically spent 2 days crying.
But my career had been in marketing, and I had made a lot of companies a lot of money in that time, so I knew I had the skills to fix things. I decided I didn't want to apply for jobs and essentially risk the same thing happening again in a few years, so instead I started doing the same marketing tasks on a self employed basis, reaching out to old clients and trying to build up my own business that way. At the start it was really hard and I was penniless, some days I couldn't eat. But it went well and I earned more and more every month and as of July I've been making as much as I was before. Don't get me wrong, my life is a lot harder, I have to go out and fight for it with new clients every month rather than just, making it from working every day like you do working for someone else. But I made progress and I felt good. The aim was to keep growing until hopefully she could stop working and have a rest.
My own routine and health took a MASSIVE hit in this time. I went from running and going to the gym most days and eating perfectly, to not running or going to the gym at all and not eating well. It was meant to be maybe for 2-3 months but I haven't gotten back to it all year. But I did this by choice, I needed to throw myself into work to improve our lives and any money spent on those things was better invested in things to help me get work or grow, or so I thought.
She trained for a multi stage ultramarathon this year - 250km in 5 days. It took a lot of training as you can imagine. With her focusing on that and me focusing on work, we haven't been going on dates or having fun as much as we used to. But, I thought this was ok, I thought it was purposeful. She was working on the biggest achievement of her life thus far, and I was working on fixing our finances and future. She achieved the ultra in September and I've never been so proud of anyone.
On Tuesday this week, she said she doesn't feel the same way about me anymore and we should take a break and not live with each other for 2 weeks....
I asked why and she straight up said I haven't done anything wrong and she hates to hurt me but she just doesn't feel the same and part of it is that the last year or two have been so hard. I don't understand that at all, it's not been hard because of us, and the relationship I thought was perfect. Yes life sucks but it does for everyone and we were a team through it all. Me spending so much time on work was only intended to make life better from us, I could have got an entry level job in a shop if I knew this would happen, I don't give a fuck about having money if it's not to make her life better and enjoy it with her.
I don't bring up the "I haven't done anything wrong" part to make me sound perfect, obviously we had ups and downs like any marriage, I have hurt her and annoyed her a lot of times in the past. But I bring it up to 1) compare to the fucking boss who essentially said the same thing, and 2) to clarify that there was no cheating, or big arguments, or aggression, or any clear cut thing that would explain this. She told everyone in her life I was the perfect husband and kept telling me how everyone at work was jealous of me. And now she just....doesn't know.
We're going to spend 2 weeks apart to think clearly and see how much we miss each other but I'm fucking terrified that it'll make us drift and make her realise she's better off without me. I can't do shit if that happens and have always thought she's too good for me so I'd essentially have to say oh well, that's done, lol. I don't want to be that clingy guy that won't leave her alone and keeps texting her while we're meant to be having a break but the alternative is sitting alone waiting and hoping and crying. Of course there is a chance things will turn out fine, I know marriages go through issues like this a lot, and we've always loved each other enough to get through anything - but she seems so distant now, she is not herself, she can't even hug me properly, it feels like I have cheated or something in the way she responds to me, but nothing fucking happened.
I'm just realising that in the time since we've met, I've slowly been shedding friends. I have my 3 or 4 closest friends from school that I still talk to, but most others I have fallen out of touch with. Partly because I was so happy with her that I didn't need anyone else but I Realise how fucking stupid that was now. Even for those close friends, their girlfriends and wives are good friends with her and we often went on double dates etc. I don't want to vent to them about everything because I'm not ready for them to know. I don't want our issues to be fucking dinner table gossip. But that means I have nobody to talk to about this except her, which I can't and I'm going insane.
If we break up I'm truly hopeless, everything I like about myself or have been proud of in the last almost decade has been related to her. And even if things work out and we stay together forever, I'm not sure I can ever get over this.
Anyway, sorry. Nobody here can help me and I wouldn't ask you to but even just typing that out has helped a little, lol.
Side note/broader topic - is the world just fucked now? I know it is politically and that knocks on with everything else but jesus christ. It feels like I get bad news every 3 months. Not just small bad news but the major type that would be life changing a few years ago. Now it's just a normal thing. Is it like this for everyone lately?
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