For what it’s worth, to anyone, while my post count is in the low triple digits, I’ve been registered here since 2016 and was grappling with h’s MLC (without identifying it as MLC) for at least a year or two before then. So despite my low post count here and the appearance of being new both to MLC and this board,
I’m so not either.
After the first major jaw-dropping BD, it took me a few months to find this community. I posted maybe a handful of times and then got sucked back into the maw of offline coping. I also jumped boards because at the time, in 2016, I saw some interpersonal dynamics here that seemed very caustic, inappropriate, and not at all helpful or even pertinent.
I see those in this current time too. Like, those of you who single each other out and call names or nitpick, really as a decades-long veteran of online communities and general etiquette, I don’t understand why you don’t take that to PMs. The public jostling is a turnoff. I’m not here to school anyone, only to read and to offer my own experience or knowledge if I have an answer that might help anyone at any stage of coping or recovery or whatever emotional state. Not exactly here to gain followers or win points or approval, for good or bad or smart or anything else, if that makes sense. So I don’t want to watch anyone here lord it over anyone else, for any reason. You know?
I post only if I’m stuck or stunned by my own situation, or if I read something in yours that either speaks to my heart or clearly calls to it for an answer, any answer, and I feel I might have an answer that can help you. I treasure some of you here, more than I can say, and even so, sometimes I am so tired and spun that I don’t have any words at all and so, I don’t actually say it to you. I think and hope that certain of you know who you are. And I’m grateful when anyone here responds to what I’ve said in any thread. There’s no one here I detest or routinely disagree with, and there’s no one here that I’ve ever blocked. And I block people all the time, on other platforms, for any reason at all. But please be nice, to each other, no matter how long you’ve been here. Otherwise it gets uncomfortable and triggering ESPECIALLY for newbies or those who have endured anything similar — witnessed or directly — in and from the MLC spouses they are mourning and still hurt by.
What I really want to say here is that I appreciate the thread and discourse. The infighting or backbiting bugs me and is confusing but I generally skip over it, understanding that you and you, or you and you, or you and you and you, have more history disagreeing with each other than I know about. And also, it’s interesting to me at this point to reflect on how any of this “old timer” discourse or debate would feel to me if I was brand new to any of this — the board, the community, or even just the new and unwanted awareness of MLC as the issue in my m or life.
For what it’s worth, now several years into awareness and coping and even sometimes now managing to feel a new and still wobbly “normal” again? I find I absolutely cannot remember what it was like when it all first started for me. I have mountains of paper journals and email archives troubling over it and all the pain, from those first days and weeks and months and years. But I haven’t read any of them since I wrote them. I’m not sure when I ever will, or what to do with them in the event that I never do. I stopped rereading old journals when all of this became blisteringly clear for what it was and is.
What I can tell you, as old-timer to any newbie, is that it’s important to keep moving forward, little by little, and do all you can to never get too stuck in this. The concept of MLC has to exit your thinking at some point and be replaced by thoughts and personal loving disciplines that you develop on your own because they *fulfill you* and *make you happy*. Whatever this all is and whyever it happened to you, someone else’s rotten choices and sh!te behaviors are just not at all your fault. Own only what is your own, to own. Don’t buy the MLCer’s oft-told lie that it’s because of you that they stopped being a kind, reasonable, responsible, and loving person and spouse. If you’ve lost yourself amidst all the mistreatment and factual abuse, you have got to find yourself again. You’ve got to pry yourself out of their clouded carnival mirror and know who You Are.
Everything gets much clearer, cleaner, and safer after we do that. Not to say it isn’t painful, as we come to know “Myself” again, or that it isn’t painful even after we’ve established that we know our own “I Am”. It still hurts and is still lonely. But ultimately also much safer, calmer, more steady and resolute.
There will always be questions, I think. And there will always be answers — probably many. You’ll know both through trial and error and by instant recognition which answer or answers work for you. Trust. Trust in the process — and in YOUR process. Trust in YOU.
One last food for thought. Everything written here by anyone is just that: food for thought. We don’t always arrive at instant conclusions, no matter how clearly an answer or anecdote or opinion is written. That’s why it’s said in these support communities to read and keep reading, read and reread, write, and then go back and read and reread some more. The same exact post or thread may strike a bell for you even years after first time you read it, even if you wrote it yourself. And even if it perplexed or vexed or didn’t apply at all, the first time you said or saw it.
That thing about when you are ready, the teacher will appear?
Sometimes the teacher is us, ourselves. You, yourself, I mean.
If you are new and reading this? Keep going. Keep reading. Keep processing. Live your life the best you can, whether lonely or painful or so confused. Just keep going.
IT WILL GET BETTER. In some time, down the road, you won’t remember what Now feels like anymore. It’s like how women forget the outlandish waves of agony of childbirthing. At some point down the road, You will not be in this much pain anymore. You’ll have survived all the crests and sickening pits of anguish and fear. And You will have learned how to make your boundaries known and clear, so that the sickening pits don’t happen very often anymore, if at all, in any part of your life.
You’ll be stronger. And wiser, and more matured, and different. And You also will still be very much You.
Keep going. It will all get better.
That other person’s choices and behavior and mistreatment aren’t “caused” by You. Period.