My adult children obviously knew what was going on in our house. Not the cross dressing though but they did know about the affairs and as my son calls it mindfucking, which he was a genius at. At the time we, my children and I were having a very difficult time. Both my son and daughter had considered suicide because of his actions.
We were all trying to support each other, be open and honest about how it was affecting us,. after the cross dressing nonsense came out. I thought talking and openness was the right way to go but I got told of by one of the GPs, she said it was inappropriate and wrong of me to share my feelings with my kids. I would like to strongly point out that my kids at the time were 24 and 23. I have 2 others who are much younger and although they saw the carnage caused by his infidelities, we didn't talk until much later about his new persona.
I was so surprised when the GP told me I should be internalizing and not burdening my kids although, at that time, we were all living in our own very private hell. I still cant fully understand the GPs attitude. I think we were brought closer by being able to vent to each other, apart we were puddles, together are an ocean, well maybe more of a lake. My children and I have always had a very strong bond and now it's even stronger.
It's funny how when he finally left the house it was like a huge, life sucking presence lifted......we could finally breathe without the fear of unprovoked outbursts.
The next time I saw him was our eldest daughters wedding which he managed to marr in his own very special and gobsmacking way. I found myself reduced back to the person I was previously, if not worse. I've finally clawed my way back. It doesn't help with his numerous TV appearances but I'm getting there.
People on here talk about his loneliness, his empty life, what I see is my empty life and the isolation our situations can cause us! He has filled his days with his new LGBtT friends and supporters, not forgetting his holidays, 6 in one year alone. He's even on the board of trustees for the Rainbow Project. Meanwhile, I and my children have, in some weird way,, become ostracized. I was called a liar, when I told people the truth, a vicious vindictive bitch (by him), because I insisted he get checked out at the sexual health clinic and he has portrayed me to others as such.
This group was the first to open my eyes to the fact I'm not alone, I'm not the one with this problem.
But now as Social said about bumping into her ex and the effect it has, I'm not sure i know how to deal with my latest situation, I havent seen him in person in 3 years 'and now I'm about to have it foisted upon me in court. I'm about to be that less attractive lesbian lol. Can I ask not to be in the same courtroom, what are my rights, do I have any without appearing trans/homophobic?
I just want all this nonsense over and done with, even if it means walking away with nothing.
It's funny, I never considered myself as an abused woman but now that I'm on the other side of hell I can see the psychological and emotional damage he caused. Bruises are visible, thought provoking and usually the sufferer receives empathy but usually our Hell is invisible..
What I've realised is that our silence, our suffering feeds their flames, it allows them to build their very twisted, Walter Mitty existences. As I said before apart we are puddles, together we are a lake but if we went public we can be our own ocean! This is a world wide phenomena. I read somewhere that 1 in 10 men cross dress.