This is long so I apologize in advance!
My WS left in May 2019 after growing distant for months saying she didn't know if she loved me anymore, it wasn't my fault, I did nothing wrong, she just didn't know if she wanted to be in a relationship at all anymore. While she was gone she wouldn't say if she wanted a divorce, promised not to sleep with anyone until she told me if she did want one, and said she needed lots of space. Then on our anniversary in June 2019 I logged into her FB and saw a message to her friend saying "Natalie how old was the guy I slept with last night? Did he look 50 to you?" I confronted her about it (no response). Then I got into her search history and discovered an affair with a guy she met playing video games going back the previous four months.
To give an overview of what I know of the affair.
She had joined a gaming discord in December 2018 from a group she met playing overwatch. Starting in late January with her googling how to send nudes, how to do a strip tease, how to have phone sex etc. I came home from work on February 7th 2019 to her drunk off her ass crying in the bathroom telling me I married a broken person. This matches up to when she googled “how to have a long distance relationship”, “how to tell someone you love them”, and “how to send voice recordings on snapchat”.
He had not wanted to be exclusive apparently because she also googled “what does it mean to not be exclusive, and near as I can tell they are in an open bdsm relationship (she posted stuff about being a sub months and months ago on pintrest), and her search history included a lot of bdsm stuff. Between January and May 2019 I asked her several times if I could join the discord as i’m a gamer too but she told me no with no explanation every time. During the course of the affair she came to me several times weeping saying I had married a broken person and she needed therapy. I set her up with numbers and even got her into her primary care doctors office to get a reference. She never called. As spring 2019 continued she grew more and more distant. She began telling me she wasn’t responsible for my happiness. I began telling her she wasn’t meeting my needs as she was always out with her friends and our intimacy was down to once a month. We had a big fight about this and our “compromise” was her coming home with 20 minutes to spare every night so we could talk, and that she would dedicate one day off a week to “us” time.
One day she was in bed till 1pm and I tried to comfort her and ask her what she was upset about. She responded by telling me that “she didn’t know how to be happy in our marriage”. This devastated me and through the course of the day saw how much it did and told me she didn’t mean it and she was going to sign up for therapy. Several weeks later she told me she was going to two birthday parties of women I hadn’t met over both days of the weekend that I was working. She came home from them wearing a sexy top she only ever wore for me. I overlooked this like an idiot. A few weeks after this she came home from one of her female friends house and I told her that I missed her. She got angry at this and ended up telling me that sometimes she just doesn’t have the emotional capacity to talk to me at night. I told her that I am a better husband to her than she was a wife to me and we went to bed angry. I didn’t see her until the next night when she came home from work and she went straight to bed. I ended up venting my frustrations to her asking if she even loved me anymore or if she was planning on leaving me. She responded that she didn’t know until she got therapy. I grew upset and packed my stuff while she offered to be the one to leave (I declined so she would be home at least) and went to my dads for three days while we barely spoke. She said she had called to set up a therapy appointment. When I came back several days later she said again that she didn’t know if she loved me anymore, that while I was gone she had no anxiety, that it wasn’t my fault and I did nothing wrong, she just didn’t want to live under anyones expectations anymore. I told her all relationships she will ever be in will have expectations and she said she didn’t know if she wanted to be in a relationship at all. I told her I could afford the townhouse we were in and that she should go stay with her friend Natalie and we could fix things with marriage counseling. I asked for her keys and garage door opener as I was scared she would empty me out while I was at work. She called her mom and her mom and step dad showed up with a uhual and half of everything went out the door that day. I was in complete shock. I told her I didn’t want this over the next few days, and I wanted us to reconcile. She promised not to sleep with anyone until she got therapy, and said we could meet after she did, and that she wouldn’t file any paperwork until she did get therapy. She asked for “space and a lot of it” so I didn’t text her for weeks.During this time I barely ate or slept for weeks. I lost ten pounds in the month between when she left and DDAY. My birthday came and went. Nothing. Our anniversary arrived. I sent flowers to her work. Nothing. I logged onto facebook on our anniversary and her account was till logged in as passwords were saved on our laptop on my google account from when she used it. That’s when I found the message saying “Natalie how old was the guy I slept with last night” and then her search history.
I confronted her with everything. Screenshots included. She denied everything, including her search history, told me to never contact her again, then filed a bogus RO against me that she only showed up to court for once so it was dismissed.
It's all so completely awful... everything she's done. I’m still confused as mere days before she left she kissed my head and rubbed my back before she left. That during the affair she kept coming to me weeping saying I had married a broken person. Her search history included "limerance" and "how to get over limerance". She'd also left after I graduated college and became a medical laboratory scientist after she had been the main bread winner the previous 5 years while I was in college. It was her turn to go back to school while I provided. She didn't even have to work. I haven't heard from her really since DDAY, but her mother has sent from truly vile messages to me saying I was emotionally abusing her daughter without knowing it, and that I never actually loved her at all. So much of what i know from everything lines up with limerance being the root cause behind her being so callous.
It’s been over a year now and we have divorced (I filed). I’m now paying her $500 a month in alimony until March of 2022. I have only heard from her about financial things like our shared loan on my car since DDAY. I tried several times to reach out and ask her why. Culminating in a goodbye letter on NYE.
I knew her since we were 12 years old. We had been together since I was 19. Married at 20. She was with me through my service in the Army. She was the girl I wrote love letters to in basic, who hugged me when I got off the plane. The girl who I built a life with when I got out and who was my teammate as we scratched our way out of section 8 housing to being well off and middle class once I graduated. This was my ultimate nightmare scenario.
I think limerance and the new influence of her friend Natalie helped to destroy my marriage. Natalie is polyamorous and very promiscusous. She was giving my ex-wife loads of attention from Fall of 2018 through to when she left. I confronted Natalie over text in August 2019 and she admitted to being the catalyst for the death of my marriage and isn’t sorry….
I’m still finding myself hurting a lot. I still have nightmares. I’m on antidepressants as I nearly killed myself in August 2019.
There has been some good in this shit show of the last year of my life. Even before DDAY when she was just gone I started stepping and made some new friends (my old group dispersed in 2018- early 2019). I got a new job that wasn’t evening shift and wasn’t as stressful. I got a part in my cities opera and performed as an extra in two different productions now. I took up swing dancing and revitalized my entire wardrobe. I’ve even dated several different women.
In some ways i’m more me than I have ever been before, yet it still feels like a piece of me is missing.
I described my relationship to my ex wife to a friend after dday and described it like this.
“She was everything to me. Like my other half. No more likely to hurt me than my right hand would my left.”
I still dig to understand. Analyze. A tornado came through right after she left and she texted me “please please please be safe”. Part of me thinks that the limerance will end and I’ll hear from her again. Problem is I don’t think I could ever take her back. So why is there still a part of me hoping her limerance for this guy ends and she tries? I still love her is the worst part. I hope she’s ok, I hope she finds the success she’s been looking for in her career. I hope she finds a man who will treat her well. I’ve wept over my fears that some guy who picks her up from a bar will hurt her.
I don’t know how to let go. How to not care anymore. How to fill this void inside of me.
Any comments on my story or advice would be welcome.