I NEVER thought in a million years I would have the courage to file for legal separation.
I did it, I didn't cry, and I'm waiting for the call to go sign the official paperwork tomorrow or Monday.
I even proofread it, found multiple corrections and changes I wanted.
I'm even asking for a fair share.
This is a big step. When everything went down, I was crushed and didn't want to hurt "him" by asking for too much.
I gave up my career to be a better mother to my amazing stepsons and to be able to be there more for him as a wife.
Hah, when he manipulated me into that decision, he was already into his A. Selfish bast@rd!!!
I'm rightoous, and though I still break down, it's not as often and I still carry through with resolve what's best for me.
I would love nothing better than for him to come to his senses, seek out counseling, and finally tell me something, anything.
And, yes, I got that crap Iloveyoubut...
I did get my real husband back for about 6 weeks, but then he went back to being a stranger.
I'm still in love with him...when he is him that is. And I will be very much in love with him when I drive to the office and sign the papers.
I'm resolved to file the D papers when he returns for good in December from his deployment. And I will cry, and I will still be in love then. But I'm learning to love me more and quit enabling him. I can't fix him for him, he has to want to do that.
Gave it all to God, and that helped tremendously.
Also, the support and knowledge gained from SI.
Oh, and I have been 180ing his @$$ for the past hmmmm several days. Wow, he is calling and texting and emailing. Me, nada nada nada.
[This message edited by StillLivin at 5:21 PM, August 15th (Thursday)]