I’ve just read through my previous posts, and the thoughtful replies. Thank you Whyus and Savvy. I realized I hadn’t thanked you before. It’s been a while since I posted. Back at the end of May my husband admitted he was thinking of coming back. He then had Gall Bladder surgery, and was uncharacteristicly affectionate. I went home to England for a couple of weeks and returned to the US to a husband that was distant and cold. As predicted I guess my kindness to him during his time around surgery, had him running away having to convince himself that I am a bad person. I had told everyone at home that things were looking hopeful. It really set me back emotionally to realize that wasn’t the case.
In truth I think there was some jealousy as I spent time with his family in the UK, and they threw me an early birthday party. He totally withdrew from me in June. In early July he turned up with a new set of golf clubs for me and roses. Apund the same time his boss left and he was asked to step into the interim role. At the time he was still only sleeping 2-3 hours a night. He was still struggling with acid reflux, and very overweight, yet they thought he was the person to take on a very challenging role! He’s still doing the job. To keep his head above water in this role he had to work 15 hour days. I think he used the job to run away from the grief he’s still feeling following his father’s death over a year ago, and to run away from the marriage issues. Even though the job is really too much for him he applied for it, but his ego has been bruised because he didn’t make it past the first interview, and in fact someone below him is in the running. I think people at work are finally figuring out that he’s not doing well. A friend of mine told me that someone at work told her husband that my H needs to start taking care of himself.
I’m still having issues detaching, but trying to be gentle with myself. I know this takes time. I found out H did go back to the OW. I found a car rental agreement that revealed she lives in Austin. I realized that he was away one weekend. I should have left it, but of course couldn’t resist calling him and confronting him on the Saturday morning. I told him that as long as he is in touch with her I don’t want to see or talk to him. I also told him that I didn’t want any birthday gifts from him, as gifts are his love language and anything from him is tainted!
The next mistake was visiting his apartment unannounced at 11pm for a chat. I was able to speak quietly and calmly with him. He told me that he went to her to finish with her. He said he needs to concentrate on his job and our kids. I have no idea if he finished with her at all, if he finished with her because I issued an ultimatum. He said i don’t need to know what he’s doing and he doesn’t need to know what I’m doing. I told him that i knew that marriage was over, but i had been hoping that we could create a new marriage together. I embarrassed myself by asking to stay the night😔 He admitted later that this freaked him out!
He came over to the family house the next day to mow the lawn. I apologized for coming over the night before. I knew he would feel that i violated his ‘ safe space’ . He said ‘you had every right to do that. You don’t have a safe space’ then he burst into tears. I had to leave to go to chorus. He was still there when I got back, he was watching TV with D22. He stayed for a while and then left without saying much more.
We had a further discussion a few days later. He suggested coming over. He told me that my visit to his apartment gave him anxiety, and that he’d had a panic attack at the family home the next day. I know he’s very fragile. I’m not sure if his anxiety is from me finding out about OW still being on the science or from the confrontation. He told me he fears coming back as the last two years were horrendous ( I agree, they were). He complained that I never listen to him, or allow him an opinion, and the OW listens to him. I said he can’t promise to never see her again. That prompted me to throw half a glass of gin and tonic at him ( I’m not proud of that). He told me he wants a divorce, but it became obvious that he doesn’t have a lawyer, and hasn’t the faintest idea about how the divorce process works. I told him I won’t contest a divorce, and will respect his wishes. I also said that I won’t instigate a divorce, as I don’t want one. The evening ended with us both angry. However he still poops around the next morning to work on some photo albums he is copying. He was around the next day too. I’m puzzled as to why he was anxious the evening after I calmly spoke to him at his apartment, but fine the day after a heated discussion.
My 50th birthday was a few days later. He had made a photo album for me, which involved a ton of work, he flew my sister out from England as a surprise, he also bought me some of my favorite Emma Bridgewater pottery, a heart pandora bead, and a few other bits and pieces. We went for a walk and he took my sister and I for lunch. He thanked me for allowing him to be part of my day (weakly, I didn’t have the heart to exclude him).
The most disheartening thing is the realization that he’s still very much in replay. I had read that it wasn’t wise to get caught up in what stage they were at, but rather foolishly convinced myself he was in withdrawal, because he had withdrawn from me. His view right now is too much has been said and done and we can’t recover from this. It is now obvious that he still has years of this to go through, and I think he’s 3-4 years in. It’s soul destroying. I wouldn’t wish this on my worst enemy. He keeps telling me that he’s suffered the death of a thousand cuts. He still has so much blame for me. Sometimes I want to tell him that I never want to see him again. I know I love him, but it feels like he’s killing off the love I have for him. This is so hard and crazy.
I’m still struggling with the idea that I should sell the family home and move out. I’ve had so many people telling me that he will take this as a sign that I’m giving up. I feel like I need to do the 180 and show him I’m moving on. It’s not a bluff. I really feel like I need to make my own life. There aren’t many house coming on the market, and I’m quite down about what’s in my price range, but I think it will feel good to have my own place.
I’m sorry this post is so long. I think it will help me to post more regularly, so I’ll
try to do that. Thanks for listening.