Hi. I am new here, and have a story to tell I apologize as it’s a long read, but here is how I screwed up my life, and dashed 20 years together on the rocks. Mods feel free to move this to where it belongs if I placed it in the wrong section.
As I sit here my wife of 20 years and I are separated. She kept demanded I leave until I could not take the hostility anymore. So I sit here, in a crap hole of a weekly motel waiting for the first to come when I have a new place reserved for me.
What follows is a long and sad tale…
My wife and I met in 1993. We were both married at the time, I was separated from a woman I hastily married, she was fed up with her cheating husband (first husband). I had a barely one year old son, she had two boys ages two and 4. Being separated, my divorce soon came and went. She filed for divorce as well, and was soon divorced. We then got married, and had an instant family. All told we were together for around a year living together, before we finally went to a Justice of the Peace and got married. We never had a proper wedding, only an instant family.
We had our ups and downs, but the downs steadily got worse. With the invention of the internet she got hooked on online chartrooms, and became increasingly more and more hostile towards me every day. She shut down, didn’t cook, or clean (she was a stay at home mom) I did it all for a time. Rarely a day went by when I wasn’t told how much of a mistake I was and that she hated me.
Well as you could imagine I started getting close to a girl I worked with, and started an affair with her. Yes I fully acknowledge I was at fault here, and am in no way justifying what I did.
When she found out, which was almost immediately things went from bad to worse. The thing is instead of hating me, she was angry (understandably so) and as she tells me she loved me all along, and I should have known. I know this is hard to believe I actually loved her still, but now I was also in love with this new girl as well. For about 8 months I moved out. I eventually came back to my marriage after my wife begged and begged for me to do so. During that time I was conflicted, loved both, and didn’t know what to do.
After I returned I guess I went thru some withdraws in front of my wife for the other girl, and we had many many ups and downs. Many fights ensued. We tried counseling, and found extremely bad counselors. One she told me also wanted me, but I guess I couldn’t tell.
In 2003 I deployed to Iraq with all our underlying problems left unresolved for the most part. Things were a little better between us but not too awful great either. The deployment came and went, she was extremely supportive for me when I was over there. I was good, and did not even think about having an affair with my time away.
After I returned we endeavored to get our life back on track. Typical man perhaps I wanted to forget anything ever happened. Even though she still pressed me for every little detail of my affair, those memories faded fast, and I had forgotten many of them. I also didn’t really like discussing anything having to do with it mainly because it would always turn into how bad I was, how I hurt her, etc. etc. etc. To make matters worse, I had now lost any privilege I once had to express any issues or concerns I had in our marriage. I couldn’t even disagree with her, about anything. Whenever I did it always turned into “But u had an affair” see how horrible I was. I got accused of not caring a thing about her, that even though I told her I loved her, I must not possible or I never would have had an affair. I was eternally a bad and horrible person. Did I also mention that anything having to do with the affair usually turned into a fight? Well it did. In addition to the fights I would also get running off the hook comments about me having an affair too. For example maybe something was on TV and I would get something like, that guy is wrong, like you having your affair. Things like that.
Now I know survivors of cheating spouses here may not believe the fact that I felt bad about it, but I honestly did.
Several years later my wife started becoming delusional, and paranoid. Thought everyone was out to get her. She took to doing things like running up and down the road. Driving our van as fast as it would go. She had visions and messages from God, and walked into our neighbor’s house to preach to them. The sheriff came out and picked her up, and she spent three days in a mental facility. They put her on meds, and released her.
She came back, was even more hostile than before to the point I actually lived in a hotel room for a while with all the kids (we had one together by this time so there were 4 boys all together). She went into another house near a church she liked because of the singing they did there. She thought this person was the pastor. Always an embarrassing moment when she did things like this, and the details I will spare from this story, but in the end she ended up with another 3 day stay in another mental health facility. I think I should add that during these episodes, I was the anti Christ, and she hated me, only this time with the rightness of God, and she was something special to God as well.
I am trying to think about when exactly this all occurred, around 2007/08 perhaps. I am not sure exactly, but she eventually came out of it. Embarrassed of what she did, and happy I had stood by her. She had been diagnosed with bipolar type one and manic depressive disorder. The arguments about the affair fizzled out to hardly any except for maybe once in a while. Life got to be somewhat normal for us. Still however I was not able to express a problem, or concern I had mainly because I had hurt her, and had an affair.
She had wanted me to do a lot of things around the house, and our property which I tried, and spent a small fortune on it all. There were times when I spent my entire paycheck on these improvements, and ended up taking loans out to partially pay for these and other projects as well as get money to eat and pay bills. The money issues slowly spiraled out of control, and to date I am still trying to deal with them. Always playing catch up. Now with all the monetary issues in addition to being a bad husband I also had the inability to manage money according to her, and all I wanted to do was make her happy. I am sure I took the wrong approach, but I sincerely wanted her happy.
Well things went on much in this fashion and I grew lonelier, and lonelier. I guess the evils of never really dealing with the affair from the first time. To make matters worse, the kids were now grown, and still living in the house. We never had any time alone, as our oldest (in his twenties) lived on our couch, just outside our bedroom. She also started the early symptoms of menopause. All these issues made out intimate life almost impossible. Only once in a great while, like at 3:00AM on a Sunday morning, as well as certain medical issues that I won’t discuss that made things more difficult.
So just how did I handle all of this? Along comes a young girl who showed an interest in me. She was in her twenties. So another affair I had. It nearly ended as fast as it started, and was only with her once. Too late however, the damage was done. I confessed it to my wife as soon as it started. She of course wanted me to break it off with this girl, and I did. She didn’t believe me tho. In the interest of “radical disclosure” She called around everywhere and found this girls boyfriend and confessed all we had done to him. For some reason, and I do not know why he starts telling my wife I pick up women on craigslist, and have had many affairs, but it was a lie. She believed him, and not me. He was telling her I continued to text her when I was not. She believed me on that one because she had placed an app on my phone that showed her all my calls and texts, in addition to telling her where I was via gps. I didn’t like all those measures, but was willing to put up with almost anything to show her it was definitely over with this other girl.
Wanting to reconcile she kept asking why I did this again. We had many discussions this time. This time I told her the concerns, issues, and problems I had, the things I should have told her all along, but felt like I couldn’t because I had my first affair. I should have just put up with it.
We decided to take a trip, to go have fun, so along with all the money issues, I spent nearly 700 to 800 dollars to take this trip. For a day or two it seemed to prove to her I actually loved her. And I do.
She started acting funny though, started going manicky again. She started trying to be a perfect wife all of a sudden, which I didn’t want her to be. This may sound funny, but I didn’t feel like I deserved it, but she did act like that. I wanted her to be mad at me, scream at me anything but that. Then she started seeing visions from God again. This time Jesus cared for her, and she became convinced I never did.
Again she was special to God, she was going to be married as Christ loved the Church, and further more God told her I was evil again. Many other even weirder details which I will spare. She was hospilitized again, and released.
To bring this long story to a conclusion, she is still seeing these visions, and decided she wants me gone, and to divorce. She set in to torture me (she told me she was doing this) to get me to leave. Things like not letting me sleep. Screaming at me night and day. In the end I left so I sit here in this crap hole place.
Now on top of all this she is accusing me of screwing around now that I am away from her. I am not.
Is there any advice anyone can give? Comments are welcome too, good or bad, from anyone whether they were betrayed, or were the betrayer. If you feel like you need to let me have it, then go ahead I’m a big boy and no one here could possibly make me feel any lower than I already made myself feel.
Thanks for reading all this.