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confusedbutloved
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Last week Friday my sons and I moved out my husband's home (children are from previous marriage). We've been married for 8 years, together for 10. In August my husband told me it was over, he has chosen a life of online gaming addiction over our family, our marriage. Our home was in disrepair,although my sons and I tried to keep up the best we could. We had no furnace, flooding in the basement, mold, etc. The house was neglected, our marriage, our family. First he was in denial that he has a problem, then he blamed us for his gaming addiction. He plays a game online for up to 16 hours a day, calls into work sick alot, etc., and after he told me it was over, I think he met someone in real life from the game that he plays, he stopped coming home every night, but that lasted a few weeks. Anyway, the house was unhealthy and for two years I've waited and waited and prayed for my husband to get help with this addiction, it has caused so much pain, financial hardship and has effected every part of our marriage and life. I sought counsel at church and tried to love him through this, but then he became aggressive and shoved me a few times now. Anyway, we moved Friday and I feel so empty, I hate our new place because this was not the way it wa supposed to be. We were to live out the rest of our lives together. He is not a believer, nor was I really when we married, I was baptized about three years ago. We had no intimacy for a long long time now. I was not the perfect wife, nor will I pretend to be, but I hurt so much now, I am so broken, Idon't know how I will get through this, I can't sleep at night, I feel like a death has occurred, I talk to my sons (both over 18) every day when I get home, Iknow they are trying to take care of me and are putting up a strong front, but I am worried about them, my youngest was especially close to him. He has been so complacent, he took my name off the title of the house when I asked, everything I asked he agreed with, he is not fighting at all for our marriage. I took very little when we moved and am so thankful to the Lord for the friends that have helped us with giving us extra furniture they had. I feel like such a failure, that my husband would choose a cartoon character or avatar or whatever it is over me, that he won't fight to save this marriage, that he wants it over, I feel as though I have failed God yet again, will He forgive me? I can't put into words how broken I am, I cry day and night, I came to work and people found out and come up to me to tell me how sorry they are and that's all it takes before I break down and turn away. There was never a goodbye, we didn't say goodbye, he wasn't home when we moved out, instead of a furnace we needed he bought a laptop so he can play his game more, I took care of everything for years, this was not supposed to be my life, I can't see how I will make it through this, I just can't. Everytime someone tells me that I am strong and that I will make it through I want to scream or when they say it will be okay, no it won't be ok, I feel such an emptiness. Someone please tell me what to do, how to not keep falling apart, I can't even serve right now where I usually serve because I just can't stop from breaking down. I have never been through anything more difficult in my life.