I swear…I could write a book
As could I and I’m not that far from writing one with the lengthy posts I have been submitting <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />. One day a few weeks ago I decided to write a journal as a reminder of what I have been going through in our M along with other things. I stared at the wall and let my heart tell my fingers what to write. When I read it afterwards I was surprised. It was 8 pages and didn’t take that long to write. Still surprised with the truth I wrote and didn’t realize it until I read it. My W stole my journal 2 weeks ago and read it at the hospital lol. I was upset when I found out and called her nurse to get it back. She was done reading it but boy was she in trouble by her nurses and psych’s. They said she would have to deal with the ramifications of this one. All she could say was I was right about everything (thank god she is seeing it now). It made her sad and put her in more of a depression for a few days because she realized what she has become over the years. I must admit I am glad she stole it.
I hope your H finds success in his job hunt and hope all works out for you too. I can hear your concerns and pain and I kind of feel bad that I am exploding my story of 12 years with which we have so much in common with mentally ill S’s. I am certainly not intentionally trying to scare you that the painful things our S’s do will not end rather only that my experiences have lasted much longer (way too long). I hope for both our sakes that there is a “cure” that will stop our S’s from being so “me” oriented and doing wrong rather than right.
It has been 12 very long years and feels double that now with the hurt I am going through and other issues I must get over. For a while I felt betrayed by everyone that should have helped me. This included my parents and family. My parents invested a large sum of money in my company without my consent as I didn’t want to involve family. But my partner and parents persisted. Needless to say, the pressure from my partners and parents over the last year (and other family members as my parents included them to aid in their efforts to push) was overwhelming.
When my W told me about the A at the hospital she didn’t show any remorse or guilt (at least it didn’t seam like it). The doctors assessed her and decided that it was a family dispute because of the A and sent her home. Later that night we argued, I mostly yelled, for a while and she saw the hurt I was feeling. I expressed my thoughts of suicide over the last 3 months due to the betrayal of my partners and family. I told her that the only thing that kept it together for me during these difficult 3 months was her. Even though she pushed me away, I felt it would change once I was done with the trade show (same weekend she had the A). I tried to talk to her about it but again couldn’t due to the pushing away from her and also because I wanted to protect her as I knew she couldn’t handle any pain from me. I felt betrayed by all prior to the A and now she had betrayed me and I felt I had nothing left. I was determined to end it that night. Thank God I managed to overcome it but truthfully she had her chance to try again before I could. I found her in the bathroom and almost lost her. It took days before she was coherent from her overdose. Since then I have been visiting her almost every day. Why? I don’t know. I guess I am trying to understand and will never be able to. I guess I am trying to see or find something that will help me feel better. But I know now that it will never be the same after so much has happened over the years (not as it was before).
The only thing I have is my children but that goes only so far. Everyone needs someone that can help you find your way and talk about your problems. This site is phenomenal but yet again only goes so far. You need someone close to your heart that you have known for a long time and this is usually your family. The only other person I felt this close too that never betray me is now deceased (God bless her). Kind of weird but I started dreaming about her a week after I found out about the A. She was my great aunt and she help my parents raise my brother and I while they were in school. This betrayal is all around me and I can’t seem to break free from it. But yet I know there is another and that is God and I am trying hard to rebuild my faith so I can regain some self confidence knowing that there is someone who hasn’t betrayed me.
My children are sad and miss their Mom. They only understand that she is because of her work and that the doctors are trying to help her organize her time better so she can spend more time with the kids. This really put them at bay and are looking forward to gaining more time with her.
Its hard to support those that have betrayed you and are irrational isn’t it?
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