27 years together, married 23 years, and I honestly believe we''ve had a happy marriage,I really do. We''ve been each others best friends ....
(oh, man this seems long, sorry) ...
Having read the lovely blog that shows all the stages - the initial coldness, etc, I can tick every box. My H (it''s just week 7 since I found out about TOW (the other woman), so I''m struggling with stbx) - turned 50 in August last year. That same week TOW contacted him - they worked together 12 years ago, H, TOW and her husband (!). TOW is 19 years younger than me. They all met up for TOW husbands birthday last October (I don''t think I was invited - H certainly didn''t tell me if I was). I found out on 5 Feb that they''ve been texting each other for months - "sexting" - (I''m 53, I''m no prude but I had to look that up). He''d been a complete s**t to me for months - cold, indifferent, holding me up for ridicule, etc. We have a 22 year old son just finished Uni - I was given silent treatment, Son was his conversation partner now. I was bewildered, but I knew he hated being 50 - and there was a very serious threat of redundancy late last year which freaked us both out, having just jointly signed (October) a 5 year £10,000 bank loan. So we''ve had a difficult and troubling few months. Despite that, on this particular day when he was more obnoxious than usual, I did some snooping on the computer when he''d gone to bed - facebook - I was shocked to find messages between the two of them arranging to meet up in February for "kisses and cuddles". (There was a lot of mmm / oh yeah / oh yes / etc first, which I didn''t understand) ....
A midnight confrontation. Leapt like a scalded cat for the delete button! He wants to be single. It''s nothing to do with TOW, he says, he''s been miserable for years and no longer wants to be married. I felt (still feel) as though I''d been hit by a huge truck.
Three weeks on we''d had many discussions, some very tense, some sensible where reconciliation was mentioned (by me - he said "I think it''s too late"). An appointment with Relate - again, he said "I don''t know why I''m here, I want to be single". And yet I still didn''t hear him ...
On Thursday 23 Feb we had a proper conversation about money, how we were going to work a separation when we are, frankly, broke! H said he saw three options open to him, 1/ Stay and we work at it through counselling. 2/ Stay, we separate and he lives a separate life from us. 3/ He leaves. Option 1 and 2 - I made it clear - were on the proviso he stopped all contact with her. I went to my sisters for a long weekend to give him some time and space.
Horrible weekend, spent a lot of time crying, talking through with family. It had been a bad 3 weeks, very tense, I was horribly shocked, disappointed in him. Came home Monday with it in my heart that I''d work for reconciliation. H left early for a class he takes - I said, if he''s leaving to talk to her, he understood that he couldn''t stay, if he knew how it made me feel he wouldn''t sleep at night. I cried, he left. An hour later I checked his browsing history from the weekend (he didn''t know I could get into his computer screen - OK, I may have missed months of "sexting", but once I knew I was going to find out all I could).
And found messages between the two on facebook (although deleted). Straight into his mobile phone bill - the "sexting" started in September, 30 or 40 messages each day from November/December. Calls every day December/January/February. All over that weekend, 11.30pm Sunday, 8.30am Monday. And told him to leave. Monday 27 February. I haven''t seen him since.
The night I found the bills I called her husband and told him (I expect she''s told him I''m a fruit cake). I called her at home (yes, he''d used our home phone to call her too, so it''s on my phone bill). She laughed, called me delusional.
My son says he has no intention of having a relationship with TOW, that he didn''t want to leave the home, that he hadn''t agreed to the proviso of no contact (well, it''s what he''d been up to for the previous five months while sharing my bed!). Said he was worried about his dad in some lonely little bedsit or wherever he was (Son has met up with him once a week to chat, says he wants to be supportive of both of us).
Still with me? Well done, nearly done venting ...
I called H last Sunday, asked if he happy with the way things were. His answer - "why". I explained some of what Son had said, but this is what single life would be for him now. H says it''s a readjustment, said he INTENDS TO have a relationship with TOW (who has two young daughters). How he misses the house and everything (remember, 27 years together and he misses the house!!!). I told him to take a good hard look at what he was doing. And put the phone down. I''m so ashamed of him -
I want my old life back - the lovely guy I''ve been with for so long, the funny guy who never had enough time for me but worked with a local charity two nights a week, the guy who called me his best friend. I''m scared, I''m lonely. The future is uncertain. I''m on anti-depressants now, (day 4). I''m scared to tell friends in case they judge me as being somehow at fault.