Hello all
Been off-grid for a bit trying to enjoy my holiday, which I mostly have.
I don't want to out myself so will be a bit vague.
Suffice to say, I'm now stronger than ever in my resolve to move towards initiating divorce.
He's admitted to the kids that he hasn't treated me well ( not sure what to make of that) but I don't real trust his motives.
He's neglectful, childish, obstinate about things that he's 'decided' despite gentle messages to the contrary, even from his children!
I could poke myself in the eye and kick myself from her to the North Pole for putting my kids in such a stressful situation. Yet, I genuinely see no alternative.
I wasn't what he wanted. He wanted a wee wife. Why the fuck he married me I'll never know. He told me early on I intimidated him. Since then he's done his utmost to put me in my place; rebalance his ego.
He sees my strengths as a mirror of his weaknesses iyswim? I can't be anything, good or bad, without it reflecting on him. Ahhhhh!
It's helping to write this down. I've been denied basic, intrinsic love, affection and respect by a spoiled man-child . I tried so hard, I didn't stand in the way of his hobbies, his job, his friendships.
Weirdly, neither did he, although that's because they were second fiddle to his, what with 3 kids etc. My heads like a plate of spaghetti swirling around inside.
Sorry for the essay... I needed to get it down. To help me remember. To help me be stronger. To love again too, I hope.