Hard to know quite how to write this, but I’m sure you’ll all forgive me if I get the words a bit wrong.
I’ve now been a carer for my wife for over 25 years out of the 27 we’ve been married. The bulk of those years have featured some form of mental health crisis (including at least 12 acute admissions) and for the last 15 years some very significant physical health issues too.
The toll on my MH, and that of my daughters, has been correspondingly significant. Finally I have got myself and one of my girls into a good place, and my youngest daughter is working towards full recovery.
Last year I’d finally had enough of the abuse that we had tolerated (enabled?) for so long and started to be more resilient and more resistant. I have rebuilt a social network. I have started doing sports I love again. I have developed an escape plan. I did create an independent back account so that I had funds to which only I have access and control, but my wife found out about it (by going through my wallet when I was asleep…) and then created a situation whereby I had to use all the funds that I’d squirreled away to pay the mortgage. So that has taken me some time to restart. I believe she’s now knows that she is losing control of me, and is starting to try and be nice to me, although often she reverts to threats and sulking (and a fair amount of what might be considered gas-lighting).
The difficulty now is that I now see myself as her barely willing carer, not as a husband. In fact, I really don’t want anything to do with her beyond doing the basic providing for and caring. I am a carer, but I don’t “care”; it’s just a task now.
And I know that I’m not prepared to put any effort into fixing the relationship. Not any more.
And this leaves me feeling really bad. I mean, how do you leave someone who has significant mental and physical health issues without too much guilt? How much will friends and family hate me for what I’m thinking of doing? Will I actually have the courage to leave in the end? Should I just accept that I’m supposed to be her carer no matter what, and just give myself up to my fate? Actually… The way I’ve phrased that last line makes it clear to me that I’m NOT prepared to do that!
I’m posting here because this is a community I trust to listen, to tell me if I’m being daft, or doing the wrong thing, and because many of you will understand how I got to this point, and won’t judge. And because I had to tell someone… sort of like a contract with myself!