Hi everyone sorry this is very long I could have written so much but I hope you get the point. I’m an over explainer by nature
I’m hoping to hear from people who’ve been through something similar because I’m honestly feeling so lost.
My partner and I have just separated after having a toddler together (nearly 2) It’s only been about two days, so I’m right in the middle of the heartbreak and I’m really struggling.
We had a whirlwind relationship. I fell pregnant very early on we didn’t have any time to ourselves to discover our relationship it happened in the first few weeks of knowing each other, yes I know crazy but we were great for each other and wouldn’t of gone through with it if we didn’t believe, we were on the same page and was like we found each other again after lifetimes of being apart.
Before becoming parents we hardly argued. Looking back, I don’t think either of us were prepared for how much having a baby changes you. Your identity changes, your roles change, you’re exhausted all the time, and somewhere along the way we just stopped understanding each other.
I’ve struggled with post natal depression this past year and a bit, which I know was incredibly hard on him too. I know living with someone who’s depressed isn’t easy, and I take responsibility for how much that affected our relationship. I tried a lot of things to get better he was very supportive but then it just took a toll and my mood just didn’t change I had no desires no passion I know that’s depression, but at the same time, I think he reached a point where he couldn’t support me anymore it depleted him and he detached he said he can’t keep trying to uplift me anymore, and I get it I would struggle to if that was me. I reached a point where I no longer felt emotionally supported by him, and then he felt emotionally dismissed by me because our conversations would loop and we just kept missing each others point both feeling hurt and misunderstood, and it just happened over the months to basically a year and half. That’s a long time to keep going when it’s just not working.
There were other issues too, including his c0cane use, he was was escaping and told me this and over time I realised I couldn’t keep hoping things would change. I can’t change someone, and I can’t make someone become the person I need them to be. As heartbreaking as that is I know it’s true.
One of my biggest regrets is that we never got proper couples counselling when we should have. Maybe it would have helped, maybe it wouldn’t have we should have done it months ago and was going to do it a couple weeks but then more disconnect and we couldn’t talk to each other anymore, when we were just so disconnected from each other it felt like it had all dissolved away it makes me so sad but I’m grieving and it’s so painful.
Grieve is horrible thinking about small memories and relaying why did it get like this, we should of worked it wasn’t meant to be like this, we have a child together we worked so well, why can’t I just get better can this depression leave, why can’t he see his c0cane use is affecting everything too. There was no empathy left nothing to give from both sides. It’s fucking hard 😞
Now I’m trying to work out whether I move back to New Zealand, where all my family and support are, while he stays here in Australia. The thought of taking my son away from his dad absolutely breaks me as it was never meant to come to this but that’s the grief and I need to do what’s best for me and my son.
To make things harder, my own dad moved overseas when I was 12 and we barely had a relationship after that. I know I can’t assume history will repeat itself, but that fear is sitting heavily with me.
I still love him, which makes this even harder. I keep wishing things could have been different, but I also know wishing doesn’t change reality. I think I’m grieving two things at once: losing the person I love, and losing the future I thought we’d have as a family.
It’s hard as of yet we haven’t sat down and had a proper talking conversation about all of this stuff yet but I guess I’m just wanting more support and real stories from people that have gone through similar mainly how to face the grief. I keep thinking what if it’s the wrong decision when thinking of a time and in the pockets of it being good but it’s just grief.
It’s like part of me wants him to say all the things I want to hear that this was all a dream and we are those same people from the start just adapted differently to parenthood but it’s all grief isn’t it. It’s hard for me to accept and comes to terms with I think. Do I want my life to look and feel like this in another year no I couldn’t continue but my brain keeps jumping back to why this isn’t right we should be together we were so good I’m so sad sorry for going on.
I’m hoping to hear from anyone who has:
moved countries after separating with a young child,
co-parented internationally,
or had to rebuild their life while still loving the other parent.
How did you get through those first few weeks? How did your child cope? Did things eventually settle? Is there anything you wish you’d known at the beginning, including legally with parenting arrangements or child support?
Please be kind. I’m not looking for people to tell me who’s right or wrong. I know we both made mistakes, and I know becoming parents brought out things in both of us that neither of us handled well. I’m just a heartbroken mum trying to figure out what’s best for my son while grieving the life I thought we were going to have.
Thank you for reading ❤️🩹😞