We were married for years but the last couple of years it got gradually worse, and then when we had our twins… awful.
I was admitted into hospital for around 3-4 weeks before giving birth, it was a very high risk pregnancy and we knew our children would be premature. I was petrified in hospital and he was my only visitor permitted as it was during Covid. He would go to work during the day and visit at night. I was worried he wasn’t eating enough so I asked my Mum to pop over to our house one day whilst he was out working hard, to fill our fridge. She found him laying on the sofa gaming. Turns out he hadn’t been going to work most days, but pretending he had been whilst I lay in bed in hospital alone and petrified.
6 weeks after bringing our twins home from NICU, I discovered he’d registered with an escort agency.
Our wedding anniversary came around, no effort made, despite the fact it had been a big year with us having the twins. My Mum came over to take care of the twins so we could go for breakfast. He made such an issue out of not being bothered I went out with my Mum instead.
My maternity pay stopped and I went onto SMP. Wasn’t worried as we had savings to lean on. Until I found out he had spent all of our savings.
He started booking himself into hotels so that he could get “a good nights sleep”. Leaving me at home with twin babies (I had forgotten what sleep was by this point). On one of his hotel trips, something clicked and I checked his phone bill online. He was at a woman’s house. I kicked him out…
And then, he gaslit and lied to me, told me our savings had been lost to gambling and he was in trouble with loan sharks. Sent me screenshots of messages from these “loan sharks” saying they’d burn our house down with me and the babies (who were 7 months old by this point) in it. I didn’t sleep for months, had all the locks changed, ended up on anti anxiety tablets, had to have friends and family come over as I was petrified that these loan sharks would hurt me and the babies. Turns out it was all a lie to distract me from all the other women.
Christmas came around, he still wasn’t home and spent his energy and money taking women out on dates. I still wasn’t back to work from maternity leave, surviving on pittance and caring for two 1 year olds. One evening, I had a grocery order containing the babies milk and nappies coming the following morning, I got a text from the supermarket to say the order had been cancelled due to insufficient funds in the account. I checked our joint bank account, he’d completely drained it and used the money to take another new woman on a festive weekend away.
3 years on, I don’t know how I survived it. I am a very forgiving person, but I can never forgive what he did to me and how he ruined what should have been such a special first year with my babies.
Divorced and happy now 🤍