I'm having a little difficulty understanding some of your abbreviations. Whar is WAP? CZ?
We can't be absolutely sure that this sudden change in our H's or W's is due to MLC. But the depression is a very good explanation for the unbelievable changes. It's an urge to return to younger days. To be in love or infatuated. Life has become stale for them and they want to change everything, hoping it will bring the thrill for life again. The sense of feeling alive. Somehow they feel as if they are running out of time.
The reason I'm writing these things is because I went through it. My 1st ex is bipolar. I really didn't think anything was wrong when I left him. I felt justified for my actions. We had gone through some big changes. We lived in Italy, my 1st ex is American but he had a great job in Italy. A year or so before my MLC set in, I had some big disappointments. We had to move back to US, he was on Lithium and I lived in an area I didn't want to be in. I didn't realize how all those changes had impacted my psyche?
My current MLcer was once the alienator OM. I was taken by his attention and total devotion and admiration. I felt like a college student again. I rented an apt with the help of my 1st ex but he and my son (didn't divorce him for 2 years) were living only a few blocks away from me. My son was over 18yo at the time. After 3 or 4 years, I moved away leaving my ex and my son behind and in with my current MLcer. As routine set in with him my feelings of utter desperation, loneliness and depression set in. i didn't understand why I felt so empty. I felt joy for nothing yet I had a young husband that loved me and gave me everything I wanted. More than I could hope for. He did everything for me but nothing gave me joy. He always put me on a proverbial pedastal and I could do not wrong. I felt smothered by him in the beginning but as time went on I would push him away. I felt that deep inside I disliked myself. I didn't know what I wanted anymore, what I liked and I felt apathetic. Everything I did was a push. I struggled with depression for a long time. I went to see therapists but nothing helped. I felt a big void inside that nothing and no one could fill. I wrote a poem during that period called "The desert of my life" That poem, I feel, described the saga of the crisis of depression. Therapists don't really understand MLC. They actually seem to make things worse.
I've never acted as a monster but I acted as a rebel. I had previously cared about how people viewed me until then. I defied everyone and didn't care what anyone thought of me. I felt entitled to finally be happy and no one was going to stop me. I stayed connected with my 1st ex and we stayed friends but, only now after 16 years, I am truly understanding the pain that I've caused. I was on a run-away train and could not stop it. It's sad to understand this now. I wasted all those years not being happy, not enjoying the good things I had.
It's very difficult for me to share this on this forum because I'm not proud of having caused pain for important people in my life and as a LBS on this forum, I understand how it is to be in both positions. I'm not sure if this makes sense but knowing what my H is going through now, actually makes it harder for me, if that's possible.
Bellagio, I hope this helps and may answer some questions. MLC is not rare. More and more individuals are going through it. Our society encorages depression. We are loosing our community sense. TV has taken the place of meaningful conversations. We escape pain. Individual are not feeling connected to nature and others like they use to. There is a undercurrent of dissatisfaction that lead to questioning.....Fertile grounds for MLC/depression.
It's hard to be away from our partner whom we thought was going to be there for life. It feels like a big part of us gets ripped out and knowing that they are with someone else, is nearly unbearable. It's hard not to think of them, what they're doing, how they're thinking...what they are saying. We have lots of Whys that we can't really answer. It's difficult but life has a way of going on, even if we don't want it to sometimes. You have a beautiful D, I'm sure. Stay close to her and know that all you and your H once had was not just a dream. This is what they are going through and we have no control over it. One LBS once adviced me: One day at a time, sometimes an hour or a minute at a time if you have to. Others here have gotten through this and are still standing, you will too. (((BIG HUG))) SW
"Adversity is like a strong wind. It tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that afterward we see ourselves as we really are, and not merely as we might like to be."
Arthur Golden