I have been raised to never give up. I love my husband so very much, and I believe he loves me. He often says so. Things have been very rocky the last few months. He's naturally withdrawn and I a say "let's get this stuff ("issues") out and over with so we can be happy again". We don't argue or bicker on a daily basis. Things go from 0 to 100 in 60 seconds. But after 3 years, I think we can safely say that no love was ever lost between us after the fights. We both feel some resentments assuredly, and equally have no idea what's next. Just found out that he's moving out until we get some counseling - his choice - because he always leaves. And he always comes back and says he's sorry, etc. I forgive anything he does and says. And I have my share of issues that he deals with. His pending "temporary" departure from home is premeditated, and it is different. We are acting like grown ups I guess. I'm afraid to be without him. I am afraid he is never coming home again. We want this marriage to work, both for us, and for our son and daughter. We are very different in our daily lives, but have the same dreams and ethics. But are we just destined for failure? Is it supposed to be this hard? I guess I could use enlightenment.
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