I decided to start a new thread because I'm sick of reading my story. As my title says, I'm not feeling any better. What has it been? Almost 2 months since Dday #2?
After Dday #1 I felt motivated to Plan A, and Toolman seemed interested in it as well.
This time, I just can't bring myself to plan A anything.
I go to the grocery store, and think of cool things to cook, but decide against it. Toolman does not deserve homecooked meals. I buy canned and frozen food.
I walk on the beach, and see all the happy loving couples and it makes me want to gag. I'm never going to be happy again. Unless I'm raped, it's unlikely I'll ever get laid again. Seeing happy couples holding hands and kissing makes me cringe in pain.
I look at my children, and want them to be happy. As they giggle and laugh, oblivious to the horrible situation their mother endures, I hope neither of them has to deal with the crushing pain of being betrayed not once, but twice.
When my phone rings, I don't answer. I don't want to explain to my friends and family why I haven't divorced toolman. It's easier to isolate myself and not return calls. I try to change the subject when my parents ask me about the situation. I can hear the disappointment in their voices.
As time passes, and toolman does ~~nice~~ things, it only hurts me more. I just keep thinking, why did you have to cheat on me AGAIN? Why be nice now? It's too late.
Just got the marriage builder's statement in the mail...almost $800 in the past month or so. Add to that the other IC bills of about the same amount. Where does it get me? I wish we could just have that money back and use it for attorney retainers.
Fact is, divorce is going to be agonizing for the kids. Since toolman is making it seem like he is working on the M, I'm going to be the bad guy. So I continue to sit and do nothing.
I wrote my own obituary last week, hoping it would give me some perspective. Instead, it just makes the whole thing seem more pathetic.
There is no joy, no happiness, no excitement, no lust, no desire, no motivation in my life. Nothing I do makes me feel any better. I'm just an empty shell, existing for the sake of my children.
I'm so trapped, and I don't know what to do, so I bury my head in the sand, and live an empty existence.
Sorry this is so pathetic. Feel free to ignore. I just needed to vent.
http://www.marriagebuilders.com/ubbt/sho...part=1&vc=1