This is sooo not me.
Been with stbxp for 11 years. 2 dc 8&3.
He’s been nothing but a shitty partner for the whole time.
I was planning on leaving him days before I found I was pg the first time - same with 2nd - and decided to stay for the kids.
The only bad choices I made.
Now don’t get me wrong, he’s never been violent or a bad person. Just extremely lazy, selfish and narsissitic (that last one only came to (my) light after I started seeing a therapist in July)
All these years I’ve done everything. I’ve asked for help with housework. Never got it. I’ve asked for help with the children. Never got it. I’ve asked for affection/appreciation. Never got it.
My wants and needs have never been valid. The nice things I did were never reciprocated.
His comments and behaviour towards me that hurt me were never his fault. They were my feelings, and my issues so were never his problem he told me this every time I raised them.
I had given him everything.
He came to me with nothing. I provided a secure roof over his head with no charges for rent (I own the house)
I I paid out when emergencies happened eg when the joint car went kaput and we needed a new one.
I swallowed the £14k loss in wages per mat leave - absolutely nothing changed for him financially or in his lifestyle when the kids came along.....I could go on
The years of gas lighting and zero effort ground me down.
I started therapy with the thinking that it was me dragging us down. For the 1st time I was listened to and shown that everything I’d been asking for would be a “given” in a normal healthy relationship.
I became strong again and told him he had to leave.
He’s had a month to find somewhere to go and leaves next week to stay in a siblings spare room.
I am consumed with sadness and anger.
He’s never been able to talk about “feelings” so didn’t want to hear the whys and what fors of why we’ve come to this.
I feel like everything’s been a lie after all these years because I realise now he’s never had any intention of making things right. I feel so sorry for our children who are now going to have to be shipped back and forth between two homes every few days (and hate that they’re going to have him without me there to balance out his lack of emotion/ignorance/low tolerance of them)
He plays the nice guy, charming and warm to outsiders. But he’s totally not.
And I can feel myself wanting to shout from the rooftops, as soon as he’s gone, just exactly who he is.
Please talk me down from doing this because it’s soooo not me.
Is there a way to do it without becoming the crazy ex?
Sorry, that was longer than I wanted....Thankyou if you got to the end.