My xh has been with this ow for almost three years. All I can continue to think is she must make him happy?! It still makes me sad actually. I have been obsessing lately. What if I didn't kick him out for lying. What if ..... ?? So many questions I know. People say it has nothing to do with us but it seriously must
I could have written Tyk’s post word for word.
This is a completely normal feeling, but I know that you have read it is not about you, it's not personal, it's about them... BLAH BLAH BLAH. So instead of going over why that is first, let's instead go over why you feel it seriously must have something to do with you.
My h is courteous to me, financially responsible, present for our boys as much as possible, and has always said he loves me, without expressly wanting also to return (except for a brief t&g last summer). His life now is quite similar to what it was before he left. The boys have made it clear to him that they do not want a relationship with the ow at all, and he respects them in this.
The ow is a similar age, good career, and although I have lots of anecdotes that indicate what an odious human being she is, she is well behaved, and has never attempted to engage with me directly.
Even though they are in my neighborhood, I have become quite good at preserving my boundaries and making sure the dysfunction doesn't come over to my side of the street.
Several months ago however, I stumbled into a situation where I was in a position to observe the two of them, undetected. I did not plan it, truly it just happened.
So, I did.
I watched my h and the ow for about half an hour. They were talking, joking, affectionate...she was telling him some story and he was smiling and engaged. In every way they were the picture of a stable, happy and loving couple - not for facebook, not for anyone - but just for each other. They had been together about 2.5 years at that point.
The only feeling I can describe having is a numbness, like a dentist had shot Novocaine right into my chest. No pain, just a buzzing sort of sensation.
Everything my h had said to me in the previous months and years, about being confused, about wanting to end it with her, etc. was a lie - not an mlc lie, a true lie - I knew it for certain in that half hour.
As I watched them, I realized that I was not seeing some teenage drama filled romance. My h has not regressed into some damaged part of his childhood.
What I saw was my own marriage, or what looked exactly like the marriage that I thought I had had, a couple of years before BD.
I was replaced. That's all.
That numbness has not really gone away, and it liberates me in many ways.
Grief still lingers, but I am taking good care of myself, and there are more good days than bad.