Well, I went away for a day and came back to find this discussion. I don't have a @ for anyone in specific because I read all of these comments carefully and they DO help. I know it sounds insane, I have been told I seem intelligent before, but sometimes it's hard to see the forest for the trees.
Sometimes I forget that I'm not the problem, or I believe that I can fix it on my own by being better/more attractive/more attentive/less attentive etc. I push myself so hard sometimes and I'm starting to feel like a jester performing for a spoiled prince. I feel like I've made a fool of myself for this marriage and lost my self respect and all the while I have told myself that it's because I am protecting my children.
And you know the saddest part? My husband is not very close with his mother because she was married to an abusive man for a long time. His step father was physically abusive and a drunk and he grew up in a violent home. His mother would fight, suffer and then kick the father out and then LET HIM COME back a few weeks/months later. My husband grew very much to resent his mother for allowing this horrible man to come back again and again and when he finally confronted her and asked her WHY she did it? His mother said, "he's your father, I thought you loved him."
And all the while, this boy grew to a man with all this hate in his heart because of what his mother had done trying to do the right thing.
If you don't see how this should enlighten me, then I haven't told the story well enough but the point is... when he and I fought the other night, I had an epiphany in the midst of the emotional drama and I told him about it right then. I told him that he was making me into his mother.
He, of course, laughed and minimized his crimes saying that he'd never hurt us and never would and that his father was a violent monster and to compare was me being "crazy". He's right that he is not as bad as his father, but I meant that he was making me into his mother in that one day my son will be a man who comes to me and asks why I stayed with him all those years when he was such a bastard... and i'll be another mother saying, "he's your father, I thought you loved him."
I understand now. I know this is just a website, but each comment here represents a person who reached out from their own world to touch mine and I have clarity that I've never had before with all of your help. I appreciate the debate, I appreciate the thoughtfulness put into these messages and I appreciate the messages and PM's I have received from all of you offering a shoulder. We're strangers and I appreciate all of you so much, more than my vocabulary can express.
I'm making arrangements for daycare and looking for an apartment near my sons school. It hurts in every way because I love this man. I know that also sounds crazy but like most situations, he's not horrible 24 hours a day. We have laughs together, we have shared a lot of memories and I don't know what it will even feel like to have him not sleeping next to me but I can't do this forever and you're right... I'm not protecting my children by providing them this weak example of masculinity.
Pray or.. send good vibes or think good thoughts for me. Whatever it is that you do when someone needs fortification, do that for me. I'm going to need it. <3