I found out Thanksgiving Weekend via an unknown emailer (turns out it was the OW's ex; she had done this to him, too) and when I confronted my husband--I screamed and sobbed and raged at him for hours--he said he wanted to end the marriage. There was some discussion about this with the existing couples' therapist (who had previously been reliable, but was absolutely awful/one-sided in her support of him after the affair surfaced), but it quickly became apparent that he felt no remorse and was not interested in me or in trying to repair the relationship. He is high on his affair, which is ongoing, and has been observed with a real "jump in his step" by mutual friends, many of whom have ended all meaningful contact with him (I have also lost two friends along the way who won't acknowledge the cruelty of what he's done). We have an almost-9-year-old son who, unfortunately, was present at the moment of revelation, though whisked away quickly, and who has been in terrible distress, including making frequent suicidal statements (I have him in a support group and am trying to find the right child psychologist for individual therapy); his distress surfaces consistently when it is time to go to his father, who is trying to dictate an immediate 50/50 schedule (the norm, ultimately, in my state) without mediation or a parenting plan. I filed in early February, which he feels was somehow "aggressive." All his communications to me are hostile, as though he is the aggrieved party.
I moved last month into a wonderful rental house in a great neighborhood with a backyard, and adopted the dearest, most loyal rescue dog for me and my son; it is a true family home. My ex rented an all-glass penthouse-style apartment with no bedroom for our child; I'm sure his mother is paying the bulk of his rent. He remains on the market for jobs in other states (and possibly overseas), and I worry that, at some point, he could try to take our son away, though my lawyer says the chances he could succeed are remote.
Emotionally, I am really struggling. The marriage was in trouble over the last three years due to his under-employment/refusal to consider positions "beneath him" (and my resentment of this and of being forced to be the primary breadwinner on just a moderate salary in a HCOL area), and the return of some chronic health issues of mine for which he offered no support. That said, the previous 10 years had been absolutely magical, and I still hoped we would find our way back to each other; indeed, I was still tying to address his hurts and mend things the very morning I found out.
I wake up everyday feeling like I'm drowning, still shocked that he could "throw me away" (for me, this experience feels like abandonment; my therapist says it is a form of emotional domestic violence, especially given his absence of remorse, the vast power differentials between us, and the ways he has dehumanized me since and really before the split). I have a community here, but no family, and I feel like I need contact with someone everyday my son is not with me to keep from spiraling into despair. I know I need to seed various forms of support (yoga, a divorce support group, etc.; I'm already in IC) into my week, but without a predictable or agreed-upon parenting schedule, I have found that hard to do. I have a wonderful, rewarding job with incredibly supportive colleagues, but I feel like I am just barely showing up and am going to need to be more present in the coming months.
Any advice on how to survive just 3 months out from d-day? The hardest part for me is that some physical symptoms, which were getting under control, have kicked up again, which supports his narrative, I fear, of my being unlovable.
Sorry so long--thanks for reading/listening.
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