It has taken me a while to get centered enough to write my story. I’ve read tons about MLC, and I’m pretty sure my husband is slap bang in the middle of one!
2015 was a tough year. My husband’s company was bought, and his job stress ramped up. My elder daughter developed PTSD. She left college and was home having meltdowns every week. We moved house, my younger daughter totaled her car. My husband’s father developed esophageal cancer in November of 2015, and husband became depressed. I made some insensitive comments regarding the lack of intimacy in our relationship in December 2015. I apologized instantly and blamed my anger on my feeling rejected by him.
From that moment on he shut down on me and withdrew all affection and intimacy. We struggled through 2016. He traveled with work more and more. We started therapy in August 2016, but he was hardly ever in town. We must have done 15 sessions in a year. When Home, He spent most of his time asleep. He couldn’t sleep at night, so all his energy went to his job.
In 2017 his father died, he turned 50, was diagnosed with acid reflux and sleep apnea. 2 weeks after his father died he told me he wanted to move out. I kept on hearing that he felt dead inside, numb, just wanted to be alone. In October I was so fed up with being stonewalled that I asked him to move out. He stayed.
I asked him repeatedly if he was having an affair. He always denied it. Checked his location services in December 2017. He was supposed to be on business in California. He was in Breckinridge at a romantic hotel. He admitted to having an affair when challenged. He had taken her away for 3 days.
Confronted him and was told virtually nothing. She’s single, lives out of state. That’s all I know to this day.
He moved out. Told him the door was still open for him. He ended it with her. We did 2 days intensive therapy. He was onboard and halfheartedly dated me. Then he realized that he couldn’t forgive me for lack of support in 2015 and the remarks I made that emasculated him. I know I did everything wrong. Asked him questions, pursued him, tried to talk about the relationship. Urgh!!
In April during a trip away I finally realized he isn’t ready for reconciliation. I told him I’m letting him go, and gave him permission to contact the OW. He phoned her the next day!
I’m trying hard to detach, but am heartbroken. All the usual stuff. I didn’t think an affair was in his DNA. He’s the last person I thought would have a MLC.
He lives in a one bedroom apartment and is happy to have shed his responsibilities.
I don’t talk about the OW. He comes home every other day to walk the dog, have a cup of tea and a chat. He always hugs me and is affectionate.
How cliched is all of this?!