ExDh and I broke up summer of 2020. Married 20 years with 2 DC. ExDH has unresolved issues from a traumatic childhood and suffers from depression, substance abuse and what I think is borderline personality disorder. I decided I had enough with trying to heal him and I was wasting my own life in the process. I am
Much much happier since we broke up.
ExDH however has really struggled with losing me since I took care of him in all (unhealthy and healthy) ways and he genuinely loved me. He has been very depressed, especially since last autumn. He has almost no friends where we live and as far as I know has only attempted a few dates that have gone nowhere. He works from home and his only real social life is still with me, his kids and my family.
We get along reasonably well apart from occasional blow ups, always instigated by him. He comes over regularly to pick up and drop off kids, too regularly at times (ie multiple times every day and I WFH too)and I have before asked for more space, which he grudgingly observes for a while but then goes back to old habits, although recently that's been better.
At Xmas he was so depressed I was worried he would attempt suicide so I asked him to move back in. He stayed for a week, radiating misery on my sofa. This ruined my Xmas.
Yesterday he came over to celebrate our DCs birthday. He was monosyllabic and withdrawn and barely smiled. The kids are used to Dad being this way and so it seems normal to them and they are happy to see him. He has expressed to them his remorse at our breaking up and they as a result think of our divorce as a Bad Thing . I know they would anyway to some extent but this makes it much worse.
Honestly I can't stand having him around anymore particularly at these family gatherings that are supposed to be joyous. It completely ruins the experience for me and I am left sad and angry afterwards. My dad though who is in touch with him said he's still talking about suicide and is overwhelmed with remorse at losing me.
Has anyone dealt with something similar? I am afraid to tell him he can't come to similar events in case that tips him over the edge or he he tells the kids and they hate me but on the other hand I am building a happy post divorce life and this is really wearing on me.