This week has been more than I can handle. Monday was our child support court hearing where we sat in a mediation room together. My heart was pounding and it took everything in me not to jump over the table and punch him. We agreed on visitation and custody and child support and didn't need to go before the judge, but the mediator left us in the room alone and sure enough, we argued.
I can't remember the conversation, just pieces, I was so out of it. He blamed me for not talking to him if I knew what was going on. At the end he just said "I'm just trying to move on." So I left there just numb, not even hearing what the guy was saying when I left...not sure how I went and picked up the baby and got home, just horrible seeing him and facing him in that situation I never wanted to be in.
Then Tuesday, I saw the L and got everything finalized except for my auto and life insurance info. Once I get that to him, he will file. I had the week off from work so home with baby thinking, so by Wednesday, I just got really bad. Called my IC sobbing, just despair. I ending up going in and she thought it was time for anti-depressant meds and got me into the dr that night. I had a second session with the IC and have just been really bad. Overwhelmed, triggered by everything, not enjoying anything, not wanting to go anywhere. I am physically and emotionally exhausted.
Yesterday morning, WH called and wanted to see if he could take the kids to a fair later in the evening. Meanwhile, we JUST finalized visitation on Monday and he gets Wednesdays so he already expects to deviate. But I was nice, I said I had plans to take our older son graduation clothes shopping and our daughter had plans to play at a friends (which was true). He was talking about the fair and the specials on the price and whatever and I said "would be a nice thing to do as a family" crickets. Then I said "why don't you ask <OW name> and her kids to go". And he said "I'm not asking anyone to go, I want to take the kids alone". He said he'd call back and whatever kids were around he'd take.
I got angry when I started thinking about it, how he is able to enjoy fun things with our kids, go to a fair. I can't even think about going foodshopping without having heart palpitations! I cried all day thinking how the hell is able to just live his life and I am in hell, can't enjoy my kids. I like to do things with them like that too and I can't now. Why didn't he want to do things like this as a family?
Well, it didn't happen anyway (said he had to work late again).
Then, late last night, I got a text from him. And this is after months of two word texts from him about kids only.
Him: "Hi, sorry it's late, but I really want you to know how sorry I am for what I did. No matter how bad things got, you were always there for me. Always dealing with my shit. I have to admit, I'm more miserable and alone now than ever. (Should make you feel a little good.) Everyone hates me...I know that.
Me: "I'm up" "I really do appreciate the apology"
Him: "I've always been good at making shit worse, and never that good at making things better. <My name>, I'm very sorry for what I'm putting you through....
Me: "I've been alone since December"
Him: "And I've been a total scumbag since..."
So anyway, I always thought an apology would make me feel better but I couldn't sleep and woke up feeling the same dread and misery that this whole thing happened and although an apology is a tiny relief of acknowledgment, none of it takes away anything. It almost feels worse because it makes the reality of it all that much more...real. He still did all these horrible things and I was still put second to her and it doesn't change anything.