1) Set the terms of your collaborative divorce now and just don't file the petition or agreement with the state. even if she can fight it later, it would be good to have it, just for reference and to prove that she at one time did agree (no he said, she said.)
2) Decide that you are going to be a man who demands to be treated right...not for you..but because your kids need to know that some people are secure and strong and won't take abuse. they need to know that you won't take abuse, because they want to know that you can and will be there to protect them from it too. don't let them think they need to protect you!
show your kids what a man looks really looks like and what he will sacrifice to protect them...even if it's from their own mother.
3) I'd bet dollars to donuts that even though you will miss her terribly and be tempted a lot, your first feelings will be of relief. most of us codependents will feel it right away. the absence of that sucking funnel of negative, needy energy will make you feel noticeably lighter.
suddenly the house will belong to the energy of you and your kids. when you are home you will be comforted that you don't have to see or talk to your trigger. you won't dread coming home. you won't have to wonder if the words you hear are lies. you won't have to worry about or try to comfort someone whose pain is totally self-inflicted, selfish and absolutely disrespectful to the pain she's caused you and your family. you won't have to wonder if she just snuck off to contact OM.
you won't have to clean up her messes or listen to her excuses or to her pine for her OM. you will enjoy your kids more. you will have time FOR YOU. you will breathe more easily.
the rollercoaster will still be there, and you will have doubts for sure...but hold on to the glimpses of relief and peace. they are what is real. chaos is only a mask, made from your sham of a marriage, covering all the wonderful peace and love abbondad was meant to share with this world.
happy endings?
i found myself hanging over a cliff, terrified of letting go...deciding which torment was worse, staying married or D? it was like the psychological equivalent of someone deciding to jump from a tall building to escape a fire. which way did i want to go, how would i decide to perish...and was there any chance could i survive either of them?
turns out, when i closed my eyes and let go, the ground was right there. i guess the branch i was hanging from stretched and drooped over that cliff until, without realizing it, i was just a few feet from a decent landing. if that branch was detachment or just drooping from the weight of our dysfunction i don't know, but it wasn't anything like the fall into the abyss i was anticipating.
i'm 3.5 years past DDay, and my life is freakin' magically delicious. my daughter is a happier kid than she could have ever been with both us. i know i made the right choice because my anger still pops out now and then if he pushes me regarding DD. i know i made the right choice because even though he is improved, his baseline of selfishness, incompetence and oblivion would have made me crazier and crazier. i can see now many of the dynamics that, though not directly related to the A, were unhealthy.
i was freaking out about whether i could handle our house, the kid, the dog, the cats, the laundry, the loneliness, starting over, the lack of trust in everyone...basically my whole life. i'd always considered him to be helpful, even though so many messes were his projects unfinished. my BFF told me that knowing me and knowing him, i'd be fine...because she could see if i couldn't, just how exhausting and impossible life was because of his chaos.
she was right. taking care of just me, my kid, my pets and my life was SO much easier and more peaceful. it was hard...but it was definitely better. the more distance i got, the less head space i gave him.
i made a new life for DD and i. i started chasing my real dreams. before XH i'd had a rich life alone, moving on my own to new cities, seizing opportunities, loving my solitude and my social life. now, post M, A and childbearing, i'd found courage and strength i had no idea was there.
a few months after my D was final, i wasn't dating and closed my heart to it altogether. i was focused on me, working with a mentor, starting a business in addition to my fulltime job. i started writing and reading again. then sooner than i even wanted, i accidentally got close to someone who had also been a BS. i'd known him as acquaintance for several years but had little interaction. we'd never exchanged so much as an email or more than a hallway joke with others at work. when we started joking about never dating seriously again, we got some chemistry going. still, neither one of us wanted anything but fun. i never wanted to even try to trust another guy, especially with DD around. when the time came for me to try a little, i was wary, but it all just flowed so naturally.
we were married in december.
i don't recommend that time table for people. it's not a solution nor should it be a focus. it's almost always a mistake. i don't even pretend that i'm any different than other people who do it as a mistake. i'm just going with what is beautiful for my daughter and i. i decided i felt strong enough to choose the risk.
i still have sorrow, but i wouldn't go back to that life for a million bucks.
you'll be ok. you'll be better than you think.
(((abbondad)))
[This message edited by stretch13 at 11:10 AM, May 1st (Wednesday)]