I said two things to my ex husband who I was married to for over twenty years when I found out about his work shenanigans with a subordinate colleague:
- This will end in divorce.
- We will never be friends.
I didn’t tell him I was divorcing him, I got the best shit hot lawyer I could afford, and a week later she served him the petition, at work. Oh, to have been a fly on that wall. He back tracked, he stalled, but sheer bloody anger got me through. My lawyer was very expensive, but I got an amazing settlement, the house, his pension. She was worth every expensive penny.
Your stbxh is following a well worn script. Soon he will have “a breakdown “ let him.
Decades on, his behaviour has reinforced that I made the right decision. He’s a lousy father, he’s still playing the victim card. The woman he cheated with is now his wife, and she’s deeply unhappy. Do I care? Nope.
I’m very low contact with him. I’d prefer no contact, but adult kids mean we are forced to see each other a few times a year. I am civil, but avoid him if I can.
And we will never be friends. A friend has your back, doesn’t stab you in it.
I wish you well @Welshie2 💐