It was 2010 the last time I was here. Back then, me now soon-to-be ex had a 10 month long affair online, with 2 IRL meetings. I took him back, we did therapy, moved half way across the country, and I tried to move on.
On November first, he shut the bedroom door and said "I don't want to start a fight but I'm moving out." He left, I cried, it was horrible.
Then I found the other woman's hair in my sheets. She stayed with us (and her mother too) for 3 weeks when she was evicted.
I filed for divorce 2 days later.
He has not once asked about our disabled child and refuses to pay any bills or child support. I am past wanting him back, but still have those days, those moments, where I just want to cry at losing my partner of nearly 20 years to a girl who is 23. He's 48.
The days are getting easier. I cry less. I wake up crying less. I started jogging. I've lost 24 pounds (mostly that initial shock-can't-eat but still!). I have enrolled in college again. All the bills are now in my name. Our disabled son is happy with me and sees his father every Sunday during the day. I smile and am cival in emails and at exchanged for our son.
He is snarky and demanding, refuses to pay support and refuses to pay any bills. I am waiting for court, as once the judge rules, he will only have 30 days to pay support from the date of seperation. Or he goes to jail.
Karma will come for him.
In the meantime, our son is cared for and safe with me, even though I am working fulltime and haven't slept more than 5 hours since this happened. Money is tight, but we're making it.
And I found this place again. Thank you for being here, and for having this space. You helped me through the darkest of times 10 years ago, and while I think we will be ok on our own, it sure is nice to have a friendly ear who can actually relate. And hopefully, I can be that ear to others someday soon.
