New year, same story

Yet again, 10:50, sitting alone, not really giving a shit when the ball drops. It’s never been a thing, our thing. He gets to bed early and I enjoy the hour of quiet. I try not to be sad yet fight the loneliness with; it’s nothing personal, he’s an early riser, gotta get up early for kids. But year after year here I sit, bringing in the new year alone. …..don’t get married, butterflies dont last. Love always does, of course I love him and my family. But it’s a duty now, not an escape.

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Spoiledbrat · F

What do you mean "not an escape"?

REMsleep · 41-45, F

@Spoiledbrat I think she means that usually we women want our husbands to be a safe space of comfort away from the trials and tribulations of the world. You want your relationship with your husband to provide love,joy and relief from the stress of everyday life but in her life its not. It just hum drum part obligation.

CareBear420 · 41-45, F

@REMsleep exactly. He used to be happy place, free from worrying. Those first few years, us against the world. Now it’s very mechanical. We need each other for day to day life. It’s not the same. I know nothing stays the same, we evolve, change. Of course we love each other but we’re not each other’s solitude. Obligations necessitated our butterflies.

REMsleep · 41-45, F

@CareBear420 I am not saying that I have the answers to your problem because I actually have my problems too but I do know that if both people are willing you can change and grow your love every year.
It might not be like the honeymoon period but it can be better in a different way. Both people have to want it.