Sorry for the long post. This has taken me a long time to put in writing how I feel, please be gentle with me! I don’t know what I want really from posting, just may be a cathartic act in itself.
My husband walked out on me and our two year old 3 months ago after 6 years of marriage. He left suddenly one evening saying that he wanted a divorce and wasn’t prepared to even consider measures to save our marriage (counselling, time out etc). The reasons he cited were that he didn’t love me anymore, felt as if he wasn’t the marrying kind, he wanted more time to himself to do things he enjoys (yet to be clear) and whilst he loves our son, if he could turn the clock back he would choose not to have had children.
I am aware I am only giving my side of the story, but he has never really been content in the time I have known him, changing careers multiple times, prolonged periods of time not earning much money whilst he builds his latest venture or undertakes another degree. We had a whirlwind romance. He can be the life and soul of the party, charismatic and upbeat, but troubled with prolonged dark phases that have just become the norm for him with time. I have always supported him, emotionally and financially, paid for expensive careers guidance counselling and tried to help him find satisfaction. In turn he has been largely unsupportive of my career and critical of my job (long hours, intense training, inflexible rotas – all the normal stuff). It has been exhausting feeling like I have given so much and nothing has ever been good enough for him.
It has taken all my willpower to put my feelings of grief and anger aside and try to be a decent human being, prioritising our son. We have sold our house, come to a financial settlement we are both happy with and a commitment to shared custody (his choice) which is working well for us. I am in the process of buying somewhere new and have tried to pick myself up emotionally and maintain a stable life for our son. I am blessed with amazing family and lots of very supportive friends. I have told my work colleagues who have been really supportive and caring, allowing me time off when required. I have moved on in that I have begun to see that the relationship wasn’t healthy or happy for me and we are better off apart. For such a long time, it feels like everything always had to be about him and I had largely stopped talking to him about my life or problems.
My husband on the other hand hasn’t been to work for three months, tells me he ‘thinks he is going mad’, he hates his job, his business is apparently going bankrupt, he is living in a friend’s spare room and has no friends or support (Most of our mutual friends don’t really understand his behaviour and he is terrible at maintaining long lasting friendships). He finds it difficult that I am buying somewhere alone, finds it difficult that I may meet someone else (I haven’t) and says if it wasn’t for our son he would take his money and go travelling until it ran out. I have listened and comforted and tried to help, including suggesting that he needs to see his GP/get some counselling all of which he has ignored.
Then this week I have been informed (by one of his friends) that he has a girlfriend. Also, a friend of mine has seen them together. Sounds like such a cliché. He is currently on his second holiday in one month with a girl who he maintains is a friend, who he informed me by text he is moving in with in a few weeks. When confronted, he denies it all and says he is single and became nasty (all on the phone). I admit that in our recent exchanges my anger has got the better of me. I don’t know if the girlfriend is this friend or if there is someone new.
I feel angry, humiliated and foolish that I have listened to his endless moaning about how terrible his situation is, which to my mind is self inflicted, when he has a girlfriend who he may have left me for. I would like nothing better than to be rid of him but we have a child together. I can take that he doesn’t want our life/doesn’t love me, but finding the lying and potential cheating very difficult. I feel hopeless, confused, lonely and very sad, and as though I am right back where I was three months ago. Finding it very difficult to be alone or concentrate at work. Trying not to be self pitying and don’t want to feel like I’m boring people by being a misery but just finding it all very difficult. I have always been happy with my life choices, career, family and friends. My dream was for a loving family with loads of kids, which has been ripped away. I want to be in a place where I stop feeling so angry and hurt by all this, when I can face him without dissolving into anger and grief. I just feel in a bit of a dark place at the moment and can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel. Thanks for reading