Thanks everyone for your insight!
RideitOut, a couple of things you said stuck out to me.
Everyone has a motivation, even if that motivation is "feel good about myself".
I completely agree with the above! I guess that's where it gets confusing for me, because the literature on codependency seems to put shame on the idea of doing things for others because it makes you feel good, as if getting self esteem from an act automatically makes it codependent and therefore bad.
I think it is unrealistic to expect that people act selflessly. Biologically, we do things because they have some kind of benefit for us. In regards to doing nice things for other people, we get seratonin from that, which wires our brain to want to keep doing it.
So, do nice things for other people, but do NOT expect them to react a certain way or offer something in return. Do them because they make you feel good to do them, and, if they don't, stop doing them. The reward isn't changing another person's actions, the reward is the feeling you get inside doing nice things for others.
This is the crux of it. I did a lot of nice things for my husband and for his daughters. I did not expect a tit for tat type of reciprocity. But, I definitely did expect him to do certain things as a spouse, hell, even just as a human, that he just did not live up to, no matter how much I communicated that they were important. So that is on me for not recognizing that our relationship was not working. No matter what I did, he was not going to change unless he wanted to.
Nobody is going to stop you from sacrificing for others for the rest of your life except for you. You only have one life to live; and every moment you throw that life away sacrificing things important to you to people who don't see/care/acknowledge or reciprocate those sacrifices is a moment you lose forever to do something that you actually want to do.
Yes, I see that now. I was in a particularly difficult situation as I could see the shortcomings in how his daughters were being raised - they had been expected to take on WAY too much as the daughters of a single father, and definitely even more than that when they had previously lived with their meth head mother. I had very much taken on the motherly role for these girls, so I naturally felt defensive of them when he would yell, or force them to do things for him because he was too lazy to do it himself. This is why I believe I made so many excuses for him over the years - it would have been difficult to leave if it was just me, of course, but it would have been much easier if I didn't always have the girls in the back of my mind.
I think a lot of people get caught up in "doing for others" because they honestly don't know what they want and are scared to stop long enough to think about it.
I could not have said it better myself. My entire identity is doing things for others. It always has been. I'm the oldest of four siblings, and even though my parents were very involved, when you have that many kids it's like a three ring circus, so I definitely had a lot of pressure put on me to be the one in charge. I've always been called the "mom" of every friend group I've ever been in - I was the one who would volunteer to be designated driver, and who would make sure everybody got home ok. It didn't hurt that I had natural skills like organization and a crazy memory that lent themselves to being put in this type of role. It's a fucked up cycle, because you get praised for these behaviors your whole life, so that is where you learn to get your self esteem from. Also, my two biggest female role models were my maternal grandmother and my mother, both of whom were/are SAHM. So yes, I have a career, and I work crazy long hours, but if someone were to ask me what my goal was in life, having a happy marriage and kids was the number one priority. As long as I had that, the rest of it was just icing on the cake. Even my job, I viewed more as a vehicle for making money that would then in turn provide for my family.
When I caught him in bed with her, he slammed the bedroom door in my face and then said "You need to leave, nobody wants you here, you're making my daughters cry." "I said no, YOU are making them cry because you are cheating on their mother figure!" His response was "Fuck you, you're no mother to them, I've raised them on my own." This is by far the most hurtful thing he could have ever said to me. Through all the years of our relationship, he would always tell me what an awesome mother I had been to the girls. He would write posts to me on Mother's Day on social media, and they would all get me a card and gifts. I never expected them to do these things, but whenever they did, it made me feel so loved and appreciated. To have that thrown back in my face completely shattered me.
Cooley:
He is no longer the person you married. Once someone gets hooked on meth it hijacks the brain. The craving for it takes over everything. Does the OW do meth with him?
It is crazy, because now that I know that empty pens are a sign of drug use, I had been finding those for years, which confirms he has been on drugs for at least that long - I would guess at least 3 years, though I never documented the pens thing because I didn't know it was drug related. I knew he smoked weed for his anxiety, but had absolutely no clue about the meth until others on here mentioned that his behavior could be tied to that. When I went back to the house a few weeks after DDay, he had clearly stopped being so careful about hiding it, so I actually found the remnants of lines on the bookshelf, and even found crystals which I had tested to confirm that they were in fact meth. So I had been living with a meth user for years and just had no idea.
I had always thought that meth heads instantly devolved into skin-picking, crazy people who had rotting teeth and couldn't hold down a job, but after doing research I've found out that apparently there are a ton of people who use it daily and are able to function well enough in normal society that it does not take them down that path. My husband is one of those. And in regards to the OW, I have no definitive proof that she has been using, but given his brazenness in leaving the paraphernalia and the drug residue out in the living room now, whereas with me he always hid it, I'm assuming that she probably does it with him.
I have not spoken to my husband about her, but his daughters and I are still close, and they confide in me when things are happening there. They say that she has some kind of mental health issue that she has been hospitalized for at least twice since DDay on Nov 3rd. Apparently she labels it as "manic episodes," but the girls say she has pre-planned each of her hospital visits, which doesn't make a whole lot of sense. My brother is bipolar, and his manic episodes were never planned in advance, they just happened. There are signs we know to look for, so we can tell when he is beginning to get manic, but those signs are within days/hours. He definitely would not be able to say "Hey, so I think I'm getting manic, so I'll plan on checking myself into the hospital in about a week or so." This is apparently the level of pre-planning she has expressed when the girls have been around, so they are very confused as to what is actually going on with her. They know my brother is bipolar, so they have asked me if this seems normal, and all I can say is that everyone is different, and that her mental health professional would know best, but that no, this does not seem "normal" to me. So it's possible that she is self medicating with meth, who knows.
When people take advantage of us and hurt us, we should not want their love. That is the entire issue that codependency revolves around.
Owning it Now, you are right. I should have left years ago, and I think that is part of why I am feeling so terrible. I allowed myself to be treated terribly, and thought it was my duty as his partner to help him through all of these terrible behaviors, rather than feeling it was my duty to take care of myself and get myself out of a negative situation.
Stop wanting him. Flip the script in your head. HE is not good enough for YOU.
I hope to get to this place soon. I still feel rejected. I am however coming to terms with the fact that his inability to stop his emotional abuse was also a rejection, it just happened over many years.
Of course I go through days where I talk shit on him and can rattle off all of the terrible things he did and continues to do that make him a horrible person. But I also tend to see the good in people, so then I feel guilty for thinking those things, and I make excuses for why he is the way he is (abusive FOO, abandonment issues, all of the shame he feels around sex etc.). I have to keep reminding myself that these are reasons, not excuses.
You need your bitch boots. There are stages of grief. Once I reached ANGEr, I felt much better
Funnily enough, anger was my first emotion. Probably because I was in shock, but still. Sadness came later, and this, along with bargaining, have been the stages of grief I have been waffling back and forth on. I need to move past to anger somehow. I can feel it coming soon, I'm just not quite there yet.
Thank you all for your responses! I am feeling a lot better today after getting a few hours of sleep, and especially after reading here. I've decided to take a break from the Codependency reading for now, and to just focus on trying to feel better first.