Where are YOU living right now?
With family
Why can't you move back into your house?
Here's why:
About 9 months ago my wife started hanging out with a new group of co-workers. They're all divorced or cheating on their spouses. They're the group of ER nurses and ambulance workers. They're supposedly hooking up and are always flirting with each other.
I wasn't aware of this in the beginning. She started getting invited out and at first we were both going together but then she started going to girls night out with them. And before I knew it it was girls night out every weekend.
At first she would take the van out but then she started coming home at 3 or 4 in the mourning because she would claim she was to drunk to drive and had to sober up at her friends house before she could drive home.
Her affair started at this same time (the beginning stages when I started hearing about how funny the two security guards at work were) and so did the sudden attitude and wardrobe change.
Before this she had always pushed as hard (a lot of times harder) then me, the importance of family and kids and staying together no matter what. But all of a sudden it became all about her. I swear both physically and internally she is not my wife. There is nothing I can see that resembles who she always was.
She is hateful, disrespectful, degrading, insulting to not just me and the kids but to anybody that's not in her circle of friends and family. She has the most foul mouth ever and she is always drinking. My daughter was getting a ride to school from a school mates parents and one day they couldn't take her and another kid. My wife asked why and the other kid (12 yr old boy) said it was because they didn't have any money for gas. My wife looked at him and said "What?! What a bunch of [censored] losers!" My son (13) said "Mom, you're talking to little kids." She didn't care and repeated it even louder.
Anyway, after she stayed out with this excuse a few times I started dropping her off and picking her up. This went on for a couple weekends and then one night she wasn't ready to leave and wanted to pretty much shut the club down. We had another hour to go so I went inside ti join her and her friends.
They were all acting weird and pushing her to dance with me. She didn't want to and started dance with her friends. Grinding on them and these two other girls that were dance like stippers started dancing with her and she was dancing just like them. I never seen her dance like that.
The club closed and I was pissed. Ready to go home. She said we were taking her friends home first and told one of her friends to ride in the front with me then she jumped in the back seat of the van with some sister of one of her friends and they started making out. They kissing each other the whole drive. I was losing it inside. And finally when we dropped everybody off and I got her in the car so we could go home. We started driving and I didn't know what to say first.
She looked at me and said "Don't get excited because that wasn't for me since we're not together anymore" and she laughed. I said yes we were and she said Nope! I already filed the divorce papers and Debbie (are manager) took the new lease papers to her job so she could renew them without me on it.
I started tearing up and asked why was she doing this to us. I had just discovered text messages from the OM, she was getting drunk every weekend, treating me and the kids like [censored] and dancing all dirty, putting on a show for all the guys in the club and making out with girls. After sitting through all that now you hit me with this. Why?
She said f**k you all you think about is yourself!
We get home, she stumbles inside and to our room. I go in behind her and start begging her not to do this. She says its already done. She over it, she's unhappy, depressed and she feels like she wants to kill herself. Which by that point was her normal drunk f-you routine.
I knew it was bs and I'd call her on it, she'd jump up and to the kitchen or something, slam the draws around, head for the couch or throw me out of the room, pass out and that be that.
Well this time she jumped up shot straight for the medicine cabinet and started popping the pill bottles open and throwing them in her mouth. I stared for a minute not believing it then jumped and starting grabbing the bottles from her telling her what the hell is she doing? She stared attacking me (which by that point had also become a norm) I grabbed her hard and held her arms up against the wall with one hand, her body with mine and with my other hand I shoved my fingers in her mouth and started pulling out any pills I could get.
She started spitting them out. I let her go. She laid on the floor. I asked her if she really swallowed any? She started moaning and moving her head around. I didn't know what to do so I called 911. She works at our hospital and knew they would take her there so she jumps up and tries to leave. But I keep her in the room till the paramedics get there. The 911 operator he's me arguing with her the whole time and sends the police too.
They all show up. She's a sweaty mess. I got marks, scratches and bite marks on me. The sink and bathroom floor is full of pills and everything else.
The medics take her outside. The cop asks me what's going on. I explain everything without to much detail. A second officer shows up, sits with me well the first officer heads over to the ambulance to get her side of the story.
After awhile he comes back and say that my wife who I've known for half my life and have never laid a hand on is saying that I an high on drugs and when she told me about the divorce I flipped out and tried to rape her and win she fought back I started strangling her.
WHAT?! None of that is true! I have a drug problem but I've been sober for over four months. I was enrolled in a drug program. They could check. And if there's any marks on her it came from when I was wrestling the pills away from her and out of her mouth.
The cop said look she's obviously drunk. The medics checked her and she didn't have any marks around her neck or anywhere else. I told her I'm not gonna do anything now and if she still wanted to press charges on me for that in the mourning she could.
The cop told me she said she was and that I better do something to protect myself. He was going to have her checked out for the pills and if everything was fine they would only keep her over night for being drunk and kick her out in the mourning so what I should do is get to court early and file a restraining order on her for what she did tonight before she files one on me because the courts usually favor whoever files first.
I told him I didn't want to do all that and he said just to file in case she does. And if she doesn't then I don't even have to mention it to her. What will happen is they'll set a court date a mouth from when I filed and if I don't show up for court that day they the judge will drop the case and nothing will happen.
Well they ended up keeping for on a 51/50 hold for three days. First thing Monday mourning I filed mine. She got out two days later and pissed off she went straight to the court house saw that I had filed for a restraining order already so she asked for an emergency one that went into place immediately. The judge granted it since I was a drug addicted strangling rapist and she had her friend drive her straight from the court house to my dads house where her friend served me my papers well she loaded up the kids in our van. She drove off and I was out of the house.
She didn't follow threw with the restraining order. She didn't show up to court and it was dropped after a month but ever since then every time I would try to come back shed call the cops on me I'd be ask to leave because I was the guy. To go stay somewhere for the night, let her cool off and come back in the mourning. Or (because I had fell back into drugs after I got thrown out) if I was high she would just grab the phone, threaten to call, get ready to dial and I would take off so I wouldnt have a drug charge to fight if we did go through a divorce and I would have to fight for custody of the kids. That or she would flip the story on the cop and play a victim and accuse me of the things she was doing to me. Being verbally abusive and manipulating and I'd get treated like a criminal or a threat to the safety of my wife and kids.
I'm off the lease. The cops had to remove me from the house multiple times already. So I come home for a few days. Something happens in her life and I need to be gone so she suddenly gets frustrated from just seeing me. Tells me to leave. I do everything I can to stay. She's not hearing it and says I'm calling the cops. I can either leave before she calls, after she calls or when they show up. Its up to me.
I want to come home. I keep trying to come home. I'm at the house almost everyday. If I'm not staying at the house then I'm showing up when the kids get out of school and stay for as long as I can after she gets home from work. Sometimes at 2 in the mourning I'd have to walk an hour forty-five back to my dads house because she woke up in the middle of the night and saw that I was still there after she said I couldn't be.
How do I stop this? What are the steps I need to take?
The days that I'm home and kids walk in from school the first thing they say is "Dad!?" I know they do this on the days I'm not here too.