Nekorb - I feel like you could be me because you write words that read like they are from my inner voice. Many hugs to you
So very sorry but there is a bit of swearing ahead because I am pretty angry today
I loved you more than myself. I loved you with every ounce of me. We had the fairytale, an amazing life, amazing kids, I felt like the luckiest girl in the world for so many years, and then you joined the army reserves, your dad dies and you moved to Sydney whilst I stayed back to sell our home and then me and the kids joined you. I would have moved to the other end of the earth to help you further your career, for our family to have better opportunities. I would have done anything to make you feel whole and strive to meet your goals. I loved being your wife, I was so fucking proud of you, so proud of our kids, so proud of you winning the sword of honour, of your promotions at work, of everything we achieved as a family and as husband and wife.
After your affair, I wanted to die, but you promised me you would do what ever it took, for the rest of your life to make it up to me. And I thought we were, I thought we would survive this. I believed in us, In what we had built together over our 22 years together. I believed 100% that we would look back on this time and say, man that was tough but we came out the other side better and stronger.
And then you got told at our first marriage counselling appointment that you were detached, and you realised that we were,still struggling at 15 months out because of you. You couldn't blame it all on me, you had to face that you weren't doing all you could and it wasn't all me. And then you ran away.
How fucking dare you. How dare you abandon me and the kids because you can't face yourself and fix yourself. I hate that I still love you. I hate that I still want our marriage and our life together. I hate that you have turned into such a selfish fucking arsehole that you can't see what you are throwing away.
You said you have caused too much damage that it isn't repairable, well why don't I get a fucking say on that? Why do you get to decide for our family? Face up to your issues and fix yourself. You day you are damaged from your childhood, well guess what you are repeating the same fucking patterns for your kids. Stop being such a prick and fix yourself. Stop the fucking pity party and be a real man and work in yourself.
Stop ignoring when I send you pictures of your kids. At least fucking acknowledge them. Well you know what I won't even fucking bother anymore cause why should I when you don't even say thank you.
You tell me you will be ok when I am ok, well yes maybe you will cause you won't feel so fucking guilty. Well guess what you fucking arsele, I will never be truly okay cause you pulled the rug out from our family and have run away from the damage you caused cause it's easier for you.
Guess what I want to fucking run away too. I want to escape too, and by God, if it wasn't for the smallest child I would have shot myself months ago. I crave it every day but at this point I am not ready to out that on our kids but by god I want it so badly. Cause every day wth this pain is unbearable.
I hate what you have done to our family and that all the dreams we were working towards, have been made redundant. Stop being a fucking selfish prick and start being a man you always claimed you were.