So, we had "sex" until shortly before his announcement. I don't know what it actually was anymore. Apparently he's in therapy to find out why he slept with me.
But, like others, the touch just...stopped. No cuddling up on the couch. No kissing. No hugs. A back rub lasted 15 seconds or less. I asked him multiple times what was wrong. I told him that I didn't appreciate his lack of intimacy. I told him I felt lonely. That I felt like we were roommates.
Apparently he interpreted this as I also thought the marriage wasn't working and that we were somehow both on the same page that divorce was the answer. Not me trying desperately to get him to talk to me, trying to figure out what was going on, walking on eggshells, dying inside.
Despite him lying to my face and telling me how attractive he found me, I was the only one, he was committed for life, he would always be there for me. Just blatant lies.
It fucked me up bad. It messed with my mind. How his actions would be so different from his words....and if I pointed it out he would tell me I was wrong, misinterpreting him, or whatever else bogus excuse he could make. I thought he loved me. I was wrong. He only ever cared about himself.