#lonelynotalone I’m at my wits end, have never been so lonely. Because my other half sits on his computer most of the day. Or always has some reason to go out, and itll be something I can’t go to. He’ll go out, be gone hours then come back and after maybe 30 seconds telling me about where he went or something he’s back in the spare room on his computer. I only see him when dinners ready, sometimes he hangs around after dinner, not regularly though. It’s been going on like this for about 3 years. There’s lots more to my problem, I could write a book. It’s so confusing. He will give me lovely birthday cards etc with loving verses, really really lovely, and now and then he realises I’m feeling low and might say something nice, but I can only think of about 2 times that’s happened in around 8 years. And no he’s not having an affair. He’s got medical problems too. That stuff is long gone. And I’m not allowed to talk about that either. Anyway it’s all complicated, nobody has these same issues I’m sure but I just needed to get it out. There’s no nastiness, I just get left alone all the time, and if ever there is any conversation most of the time it’ll end up that I’ve said something bad, or just wrong, according to him. That can be like an argument when it happens and it happens too much really. Well tomorrow might be better I guess, but I say that to myself every night. I guess I just hope everything will be like it used to be, when it was good, because it was more than good. Now we’re more like roomies. And that kind of lonely is simply tearing me apart. It’s not supposed to be like this. We’re supposed to sit on the lounge, snuggled up in front of the tv, or talking, laughing, hugging, playing, just being loving. But that’s not where we ever are, not any more and it’s the saddest feeling being all alone when your special someone is just in the spare room not caring how you feel. Like, he’s ok so I just don’t matter. Nothing is about me. #lonely #lonelytogether And because he doesn’t care about me I stopped caring about me too, I’ve put on weight so it’s no wonder he doesn’t care I suppose. While I know I could have stopped that happening I also know if I’d been getting some loving attention, even a little, it wouldn’t have happened. I just didn’t see the point in denying myself treats any more. I’m not obese, just more of me now than there was. Anyway. That’s that, I’m glad I wrote some of my problem down.