I guess she is out of luck, huh? You have given her every opportunity to get her stuff and provided an intermediary. She can take it or leave it.

Sorry you had such a rough weekend. Thankfully, the hardest part is over, Fred.

We're having it out again. The Leopard is now threatening to tell everyone in A.A. that I have sexual problems, am under developed, and so on. Her threats don't faze me. I learned a long time ago that it's none of my business what other people think of me.

She's asked one of the neighbors to hold stuff for her, and the neighbor has agreed. Fine. As long as I don't have to deal with her.

"You'll never get someone as good as me," she proclaims. Oh, you mean someone honest, faithful, loyal and loving? Gee, not as good as her? That sounds like a real threat. LOL.

DD has joined the fray. Of course, she's supporting her mom for the most part. At one point she said something very accurate, though: I should have looked at her mom before I married her. Yup. That's on me.

Thirty-nine minutes until I'm free of her. Thank God.

Only if you have an Olympic-sized swimming pool full of it.

You go bro!!!

It seems like the clouds are parting for you, and rays of sunlight are peering through. Hang in there, we are all pulling for you.

My perspective here is not from a man's point of view against women, but as a human being. There is no way I would ever disrespect a woman, but this one is will reap what she has sown.

You know, you're probably the first man she's ever met who's dealt out more than she can. She expected to work you just like she does everyone else.

I thought I'd add another viewpoint to this farce: By comparison I'm getting off light. I'm sitting here thinking that my formerly loving, "fiercely loyal" wife has turned into evil incarnate. And yet I read stories like PSUBIKER's and realize that mine is nothing compared to what others go through.

Dr. Harley and others have remarked that the emotional trauma of learning that one's spouse is the equivalent of having one's child die. I believe it. I am fortunate in that I have several recovery-oriented organization to turn to, and they have been and will continue to be a godsend and a sanity preserver.

I truly feel for the people who have children, long-lasting marriages and a lot of investment in their relationships. For me, this has been almost a way station in my life. I made my bed and I had to sleep in it. I made the mistake of taking a severely damaged woman and making her my wife. By her own daughter's words, I should have paid attention.

Of course I will now have to recover my trust and faith in people. I can do that, because once again, I have had loving people reach out and help me. I think it was ordained that today no one showed up to keep me in check. My Higher Power's will for me is not mine to understand. Someone recently told me that perhaps our Higher Power was providing money and resources for her in order to shelter ME. I see now the very possibility of that idea.

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I'm sorry, but I just have to chuckle a bit. Here is this 48 year-old woman with dyed blond hair, breast implants, growing wrinkles and cigarette breath telling me she's the best thing going. I really don't mean any disrespect, and she can certainly doll up and be a head-turner when she wants to. But what I found most attractive about her was her smile and her loving attitude. None of which I've seen recently. Talk about LB$ withdrawals.

OK, I'm not a champ in the great looks department, either. I'm 5'10'', 153 pounds. My hair has thinned and with each passing haircut, seems to be getting grayer and grayer. I have a "weak chin" and my teeth aren't perfectly straight. I'm not a real prize, that's for sure.

But I am loyal, intelligent, humorous and moral. I "deserved" this only by making a bad choice and by being needy. Lesson learned, I guess. At least it isn't going to cost me alimony and child support.

Yes, you will recover from this! Your wife on the other hand will get older and older and her choice of men to use will get smaller and smaller.

Soon, she will be able to fool and capture only very ugly or undesireable men.

You were her last GOOD, DECENT... man... I bet!

I will erace my posts now.....TMI

It's after six. She and her DD moved as much stuff out of the garage as they could. They are going to hike it next door to the neighbors.

She steadfastly refuses to contact my IM, because she doesn't know who this person is. I said she had no need to know. So everything she's left behind is trash, according to her. Fine.

Good riddance to bad trash. I wished her happiness with OM. "It's never been about OM," she parroted from the Wayward's Owner Manual. Right, then she could have worked on the marriage, huh?

I hope she has a good life. With or with OM. And that she stays the hell away from mine.

It is preferable for them not to know the IM because the IM is supposed to be entirely neutral. Anyway, you have given her a way to contact you, she can take it or leave it!

She has eaten the last of the cake I'm going to feed her.

When she returns my Jeep she's going to leave it parked out front and drop off the key. I may have a buyer for it already.

Fred...I guess I shouldn't have said "I know he will come back". It has just been my experience with every relationship I've had; except for one, that once I get over it, they come back.

I don't know if my scars from this will ever heal though. And I do believe you are right it is tying an expectation to something that is supposed to be freeing me.

I think my problem has always been that I'm too nice. My husband was spoiled. Don't get me wrong, after reading all the info on this site, I realize I have made mistakes. But even his mother has told me to be a B***h to him, because he likes that. Personally I think it's sick. He has had some real Bees with itches before, and it has only led to heartbreak for him.

I just think that he is thinking that the grass is greener on the other side of the fence. I'm wondering if once he gets across the fence, it may look greener on this side....

You're doing awesome Fred! I'm rooting for you!

You are right Pepper! Unfortunately, my husband came home from Iraq and immediately left to Illinois for a wedding; the OW had her watering can ready.

I'd say she's already gotten a pretty undesirable man. Scumbag is a real gem.

Under other circumstances, I'd say flattery would get you everywhere. I'm not in a very jocular mood right now, obviously. I appreciate the kind thought.