After three years, I don't know where to go..
I have been with my boyfriend for a few years now, we live together and share almost every part of our lives. A couple of months ago, I had surgery that required me to be bed-ridden for nearly 2 months which meant 24-hour care. I did not want to put that responsibility all on him, so I stayed at my parents house through my recovery. After 2 months I came back to live with him, and a lot had changed. I was no longer his first priority. He went out with his friends to party (leaving me behind) nearly every night and made the choice to sign up with the armed forces without ever consulting me. I have to admit I harped on him some, because I was hurt that his life had just changed completely while I was laid up in bed. After less then a month back at 'our' house the arguments got worse and worse, until I slapped him across the face one day. Granted, I should have never raised my hand to him, but this came after days of bold-faced lies that he told me and him talking down to me. He told me to get out. I left, and came back the next day to get my things. I ran into him and we both apologized. I told him how neglected I had felt and he told me how he felt I was trying purposely to hold him back. We reconciled and I decided to spend only 1/2 my time with him and the rest at my parents... eventually we fell into the same routine, both of us getting mad at the same things. So many arguments later, I just learned to keep my mouth shut when something was bothering me. This lead to him constantly criticizing me, telling me how lazy I am (I do all the housework), how fat I am (I gained about 5 lbs after my surgery), and how annoying I am (I was born this way!). I just ignored it... he never gave me one single compliment and if I asked him how I looked he would say 'i don't care'. Actually, his response to almost everything was 'I don't care.' On the rare occasion that I would push him for more of an answer he would flip out and leave. I don't know why, but when he would come back it was always me apologizing. It's been like this for some time now.
After a co-worker started to show a little interest in me, giving me the attention I craved, I started thinking about cheating. I had never cheated on him before. I noticed myself putting more effort into getting ready on the days I had work then on the days that I would just see my boyfriend. This attracted attention from a lot of other men (even some men from my past), and I was pleased. It was so nice to hear how beautiful I looked or to be asked my honest opinion on something. I loved it, and the more attention I got the more the thoughts of cheating came into my mind.
Now, I am stuck at a crossroads. I know at one point or another I loved my boyfriend (when I tell him I love him he sighs), but I am not so sure that I do now. Our lives are soooo meshed together that our families are one, and we sometime get people asking us when the wedding will be. He is leaving for bootcamp sometime in Feb. and I am just so confused where to go from here. I don't want to lose all the time that we had together, all the stuff that we worked for. But I also know that there are other people out there who could care for me better, care for me at all. Every time I bring anything serious up, he just clams up and won't talk about it. Do you think it is just time for me to cut my losses and move on? If so, what do you think would be the easiest way to tell him?
Sorry for rambling.. it's just a lot of time to get into one question... any advice/similar situation is welcome. Thanks.