Hello All,
I haven't posted in a while, well, because I would need to reach author status to recap all that has gone on since November and I don't have the time or the strength at this point to write that novel-- let's just say he has been all 4 seasons over and over and over and over again since November, but now, it's a little different.
Last major event was about 7 weeks ago, when he declared he was jumping a plane across the pond in 2 days to go to her. I said go ahead, but we are done and she will never get to be near our son-- she has nothing to do with him and is only 12 years older than he is (he is 9) and is not a good person for him to be around (my opinion counts in this-- Who thinks it's ok date a married man with a young child???-- NOT A GOOD PERSON). He didn't get on the plane- told me to take his keys and cried like a very small child.
All replay activities have bit the dust (only gym was with me, he followed me to exercise room once and went through the motions as I worked out). Stopped taking all medication. He wears sweatpants 24-7. I think he has showered 1 time in 4 weeks. He rarely comes out of his room during the day. He chain smokes. He "works" (not sure what he is doing) all the time. He either completely ignores the kid and I, or loads the kid up with junk food. His conversations with me have been brief and about nothing. We watch TV (as in ALL 7 seasons of Game of Thrones so far...) at night in "my" room (AKA our old bedroom)-- I fall asleep and I wake up the next morning and he is back to his cave.
I, on the other hand, am doing MUCH better. I don't know if that is good for him, but it is good for me-- I don't seem to care that much any more-- I mean I care, I have been on suicide watch with him-- I check for a pulse, but that is about it. I am kinda liking just me and then just me and the kiddo-- far less drama. I work, I exercise, I read (like a real book, not cr@p on crisis- haha), I go to my therapy, I meditate, I sleep (this is recently new and AWESOME-- I just PASS OUT), I hang out with friends, I hang out with my Sunshine (the kiddo).... Just LIVIN'....(for those Dazed and Confused fans out there...)
Anyway-- my question is-- what did/ does liminality look like in "real life"-- I have read all the "betwixt and between" and lots of other philosophical things-- but what does that really look like? Is this it, or should I get him to a Depression Clinic? I DO NOT want my child to witness a suicide attempt or worse.... and yes, I am VERY aware this could just be another cycle...
STATS-- Me- almost 45, Him- almost 44, together 23 years, married 19. Moved upstairs 4/2016, ILYBNIL 8/2017, girl discovered by me 5/2018, moved out to hotel 11/2018, back at house 12/2018, run away attempt #2- didn't go 12/29/2018.....
And on an odd note, he just brought me eggs and bacon??? at 11:30am-- I am in crazy land, I tell you! (We both work from home on Tuesdays). Just walked in my office and handed me a plate-- I said "thank you" and he left. WTH?
I appreciate all the feedback-- you guys have done so much for me, you don't even know!
Enough