Can I join the thread pls? I haven’t read through all of it yet but some of your stories are so similar to mine.
I’m 49, separated from my STBXH. He chose to tell me about his 4-year affair 2 days after our youngest finished her last a-level exam last summer. So basically as soon as my usefulness had expired. He didn’t offer to end his affair or give me anything to work with. He didn’t and still doesn’t take accountability for it, blaming me, with excuses straight out of the cheaters playbook (unmet needs/been unhappy for a long time/wrong love languages/incompatible/blah blah blah). The only reason he confessed was because he wanted me to be the one to pull the plug on our marriage so he could be with his adultery partner.
Over the years, I’d asked him if we could go to counselling together but he point blank refused saying the problems were all mine to fix. Every time I asked for anything to change, I became the problem, so I minimised my needs to the point I never asked for anything.
He asked if I wanted to reconcile but I wasn’t going to give him the opportunity to show me twice that he didn’t want me, so upon his confession, I dropped everything, spent 6 weeks prepping the house and got it on the market because neither of us could afford to stay in the house with our assets divided. Meanwhile, he gallivanted around Europe for half the summer and complained he couldn’t find anything when he got back because I’d decluttered and packed stuff away for staging the house for photos/video.
We purchased a house for me 120 miles away (25mins from our daughters uni but other than her I didn’t know anyone here), he rented a place 10 miles from where we used to live and we’re now in the process of buying him a property in that location.
We haven’t started formally separating or divorcing yet but I’m anticipating some resistance because this will mean he no longer has any control over me. I’m still scared to stand my ground over anything with him so I’m waiting it out and doing my research in the meantime.
Unfortunately, I’ve lost some best friends through this process, one died and two showed me they weren’t actually my friends, but I’ve joined the WI here to make new friends, and I’m slowly building my tribe.
I hit the gym several times a week and walk my dog every day (he’s my little lifesaver) so I get out in nature and move my body regularly. Nutrition and purposeful movement, along with giving up alcohol and taking care of myself with monthly massages and reiki have saved my sanity and I’m reinventing myself and rebuilding my life one step at a time.