My post is a non-sequitur,
but I am posting it here because I don't have my own thread, and yet I want to share this.
Today an old friend of mine called me to tell me that her H died.
That in itself was a surprise as the man was simply not that old - late 60s.
But it was also tragically sad.
20 years ago my friend - I will call her Mary - and her H (let's call him Jim) had a severe break in their marriage.
I didn't understand it at the time - nor did she - but now looking back with hindsight - her H had a severe MLC.
At the time (20 years ago) Jim started to become irritable.
He was questioning his life, seemed unsatisfied with everything.
He was a college professor teaching computer science.
He was very talented in his career.
But he started to become unglued. He wasn't acting like himself.
Mary didn't understand it, Jim didn't understand it but was very angry and defensive.
Mary tried to get them into marriage counseling - it was futile.
She brought him to their family doctor, thinking there might be some medical cause, nothing was found.
Jim ended up quitting his job suddenly and without warning.
Mary and Jim had 4 kids, only one was grown and out of the house.
They had a mortgage, responsibilities, etc.
Not only did Jim quit his job - he quit all his responsibilities as a husband and a father.
He briefly moved to a friend's house - and then all of a sudden he disappeared entirely.
Mary was out of her mind with worry - not to mention the kids.
Months later they found out Jim had moved to Mexico.
Jim had no ties to mexico - no ability to speak spanish - no relatives there.
He spent years there being a beach bum.
And truly living like a bum - no home - sleeping in the back of a restaurant/bar located on a Mexican beach, off the beaten track.
Mary tried to make contact - and when she did she realized what most LBSer realize - that Jim had his own version of their shared history.
For the most part it was futile to interact with Jim, and at times almost impossible as he had no home, no phone, etc.
Meanwhile Mary had to pick up the pieces of the bomb blast.
She was also a college professor - but she now took up odd second jobs as well.
She struggled to close joint bank accounts - and credit cards (made very difficult by his disappearance to another country).
She struggled to get the kids though it - get them college educations.
After about 5 years or so - Jim was in sporadic contact with his kids and Mary.
He even came back briefly to Mary for a summer - before disappearing again into Mexico.
After that Mary was able to get a divorce in absentia.
Following the divorce Mary, Jim and the kids stayed in whatever spontaneous and infrequent contact Jim would allow. It was not much.
Needless to say - there was zero financial help from Jim once he left the first time.
If he was employed in Mexico - it was probably minimal pay to just get by.
Once when one of the kids got older, he went down to see his father. He reported back to his mother that although physically he was recognizable, there was very little left of the man he remembered as his father.
I now know that what happened to Jim was a MLC.
I now understand why Mary was left speechless and had no understanding of what could have gone so terribly wrong with a marriage that from all angles always appeared to be healthy and happy.
I remember my own reaction at the time - that there was something missing from the puzzle - that people just don't get up and leave like that.
But Jim did. And many of the spouses on here go into their own weird decent - unexplainably.
Last month Jim died in Mexico.
Mary wasn't even aware until weeks later.
Last week she and her kids held a memorial ceremony for her xH.
The ceremony was filled with friends and people from Jim's past as well as people who are connected to Mary and the kids.
They had a joyous ceremony of his life - up until his MLC break.
It was as if everyone acknowledged his life from birth till the BD - and then the rest of his life was barely referred to.
Mary didn't call me to let me know of the ceremony, because we now live several states apart.
But when we talked on the phone - we both reminisced about the happy times we had all spent together - all of us.
Mary and the kids still clearly loved Jim, or their memories of who Jim was.
But Jim had divorced himself from his old self - and really never looked back.
Twenty years later, Jim died as he wanted - away from his family - in his new life in Mexico - however that worked out for him.
I guess this whole issue has brought up how much I will never truly understand what happens to these MLCers.
How they can give up so much, and descend into what I would perceive as a hellish existence - yet they seem content to stay there.
In this case - 20 years - right up until Jim's death.