Hi all, I'm newly registered but I've lurked around the forums for the past few years (hope that doesn't sound creepy!). I had wrote out a long explanation of the events and why I'm where I am today but it ended up being a novel. So I'll try to summarize. I met my exbf online when I was 17, he was 21. I'm American, he's British. He came to visit and our first son was conceived. We were best friends, partners in crime...except I noticed an escalating drinking problem. ExBf decided to stay in the states for awhile but after 2 years decided we should move to England. Drinking and dabbling in drugs started, but I became pregnant with our second and felt stranded in a different country. Suspicion of cheating started but I could never find anything.
Eventually I decided to move back home with the boys, and gave the ex an ultimatum. Get help, we'll come home. He found a job that allowed him to travel. He went missing for a week and I decided to check our joint email, found he had slept with an English girl and started a relationship while in Poland. Email and phone confrontation, he promised to end it and make amends. We stayed in touch for 4 months before he disappeared again. Thanks to social media, found out he was back in Poland with OW. Refused to speak to me. For almost five years, he's had no contact with me or our children. I had to struggle to get on my feet with no college education, job experience or skills. Our youngest son was diagnosed with autism and I had to stop working to care for him and take public assistance. I fought for international child support but only received one payment. My oldest became angry and violent after being abandoned. We went through therapy for him and myself. I am finishing what feels like the worlds longest Psychology degree. I've made friends and found strength.
A month ago the Ex emailed out the blue. "I'm so sorry, I want to be a part of the kids lives, I never stopped loving you.." etc. Through him and others I found out that he had been badly beaten in a foreign county, requiring metal plates to be placed in his head. Last year he tried to commit suicide and was committed for 90 days. He's going to therapy and treatment for the drugs. I let him Skype with us a few times. I placed boundaries on what me and him could talk about but that doesn't stop him from expressing a desire to get his family back.
I feel sorry for him. I don't want him to feel hopeless and try to kill himself again. I want him to have a relationship with his kids. And I do still have some feelings for him, even after nights spent awake thinking of ways to get revenge...
Deep down I know it'd be backing a losing horse. Hes already shown signs of drinking again. The Polish girl still has their picture up on FB. And he's obviously not stable, just from things he's said. But i'll be damned if theres still not part of me that would try if given the chance. I hate that part of me right now.
Is there anyone who has reconciled after you and the kids were left like garbage? Anyone go back to a "recovering" addict? Again I'm in therapy and I'm a psych student. I know. But I just need to hear it from other people who have been there instead of the people around me who say "never say never".