Hello everyone...
I've thought about joining for advice before, but after spending an hour at the weekend moaning about my xh to his sister, (so wrong) I thought it was about time...
He first left me, "because you only have one life and you have to make the most of every minute" (nice) over four years ago. Because I am a giant muppet, I took him back time after time because I was stupid enough to believe his crap, and of course for the sake of the dc's.
Anyway, last time was last year. Not dv'd yet because up until now, I couldn't be arsed to sort out the p'work. I'm so glad I'm not with him any more, but some days the reality is hard to cope with.
I'm single, don't think I can ever trust my lousy judgement again, but I find it desperately hard. I'm crap at taking decisions, struggle to fit everything in and basically only get by, by the skin of my teeth. My family don't live nearby, the only friends I have are smug marrieds from the school run and although i still have contact with my xh's family, it's on a very superficial level, blood being thicker and all that.
I can cope with all this most of the time. The thing I'm most struggling with is this... How do I stop being insanely jealous of my xh? I don't want him back, but he takes enormous delight in dropping little hints about the wonderful trips away, nights out and fabulous meals with his latest, unbelievably clever and totally wonderful partner. Being on my own, I don't do any of these things, can't afford to and even don't want to, but it makes me really jealous.
On top of that, the DC's do it too. It's hard to get through to my nearly-9yr old that I don't want to hear all about brilliant f**cking whatever-her-name-is, her superb job (she's a lawyer, I'm a sch dinner lady) her highly amusing friends and the wonderful times they have together. XH is loaded and extravagant, so they have loads of exciting days out when they spend time with him. When they come back it's "oh, daddy and her took us to such a place" and "Do we have to do that, it's so boring, daddy would take us to such and such a place. Daddy's promised to take us etc etc etc.
Grrr. I can't compete with wonder-dad and his friggin girlfriend and I don't want to. I also, sorry kids, don't think its strange for them to spend time at home playing with their toys. I just want to get on with my life, but the whole situation with him drives me up the wall and I just can't find a way to stop it being irritating and hurtful. We unfortunately have alot of contact because youngest DS is autistic and up until now won't spend a night away from me.
It's driving me crazy. When the DC's are spending their time with me, I am a much calmer, happier person (well, most of the time!). But before he arrives to pick them up or to drop off the youngest, I get so het up. I don't want him back, but he tries to be very controlling and I just don't want to play any more. I just need some serious advice on how to deal with him, I guess. I appreciate this is nothing to some of the traumas alot of people have to deal with, but I'm very unhappy and some days quite desperate. I long for the days when the DCs are older and I won't have to have any more contact with him. I don't hate him, but i wish I could move far, far away. or that he would!!