Throughout my marriage, my husband treated me like a servant, not even a roommate, let alone a romantic partner. After 2.5 years of sexless sex and his unwillingness to even spend time together, I will finally be free this week. I appreciate his support in my career and all the lessons I've learned about being a good partner and person, but I'm ready to let him go. I will be moving into a new apartment in a few weeks, and I have been pushing myself at work for the past few months, preparing for the expenses I will incur as a single person.
Such big changes are scary, but the thought of being miserable for the rest of my life is worse than anything else. If you are unhappy too, my heart sympathizes with you. If you have been strong enough to hold on for so long, you are also strong enough to let go and move on. I wish you the best of luck!