Holy shit. The last few years of my life have been misery. I left my husband about 2 1/2 years ago after we had both made mistakes in the marriage and felt like time apart would help us grow and mature. A few months back after asking for him to finally sign papers and make it official we talked and decided to actually work on things. It was going so good. Perfect really. I was so happy. Family has always been big to me and there are 3 children involved. He was coming and staying consistently and even bringing things back to the house almost like he were to move in.
Buttt the problem… I felt hidden. He wasn’t telling people about us or taking me anywhere. He had me blocked on Facebook and when I’d asked to be unblocked and be friends he would tell me I was controlling. I ended up finding out that he had been continuing sexual conversations with many women during our ‘working it out’. I begged him to give it an honest shot because I do truly love him and wanted to keep moving forward but he just wouldn’t budge. After being together nearly 13 years and even friends throughout the last 2 1/2 he got upset while drinking (also an alcoholic) and decided he was going to leave. He left Thursday and my kids spent the weekend with him and immediately came home telling me he had a woman in his bed and they had walked in.
He’s turned so cold. Somehow made me the villain. He won’t communicate about the divorce or things we need to do to finalize it. He has just checked out. And I’m so confused. I’m ready for peace but when do you get over this stage of grief. It’s so heavy.
Also moving on sounds insane and the dating pool at 31 in Utah is AWFUL. So that sucks. Lol.