Why do these things happen

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Well here goes, I guess this is the rest of the story. It is just the copy I sent you , was not going to try to type it again or even clean up the grammer or the rambling in it.

I will try to make this fairly short, not sure if I will suceed.

My wife had always complained 4 to 6 times a year about my drinking, but never really pushed me about it and I never listened, classic alcoholic. As I mentioned in my first post she asked for a divorce right after our 10th anniversay, but in the 2 weeks proceeding that my life was coming apart at the seams. I work for a fairly large company and I do some of the hiring and firing for my area. Well about 2 weeks prior as I mentioned, I had a person coming in for a job interview, I had not read her file or name until she came in. I took her to my office, finally opened up her file, immediately after doing so I actually had to call someone else in to do the interview. Well what happened when I opened her file was her last name. It was a name I had not heard in almost 25 years plus. Well to make this somewhat shorter, when I was 15 a neighboorhood women offered to teach me how to drive since my mom worked long days and my dad was at sea, "military brat". After a few lessons on teaching me to drive she invited me in to her house, the first couple times it was ok. Well one time she decided I was cute and being a hormonal young boy I liked what she was trying to do. Not that it was a good thing, well she actually wasn't doing it for just herself. We had a couple of more visits like this together, then without getting graphic, one time her husband was at home without my knowledge, pictures were taken, and I was basically a toy to both of them for about a year. The only way it ended was when my dad was transfered to another base.
About this time was the begining of the HIV/AIDS scare, one of my classes had a extra credit for giving blood, the nurse said she could not use mine because a test they did said I could have HIV/AIDS. So basically I had no social life thru H.S. because I was scared shitless. I finally found out I did not have anything but was still screwed in the head. Unfortunately the drinking age back then was 18 and that did not help matters.
Well over the next 25 years plus, I learned alcohol could hide every feeling, emotion, or anything else I feeling. During this time I was married once before, I ran from that marriage when I came home one day and my 1st W, was in bed with OM, and when I showed up, her first comment was come "join us".
I got over that, finally found the women I love "current wife".
Well you have read those posts. This is what I left out in that.
When I came home from work that day, I had called our EAP for therapy, I left the names and #'s on the counter, she found them, looked up online to see what kind of therapists they were and hit me up on what was going on. I, on that night basically fell apart and told her pretty much everything that had happened to me, some more than I should have. So in telling her, she was shocked to say the least, I had then started therapy for that and alcohol. Well 2 weeks later, I guess her or god had figured I had not been thru enough, so she decided to add more to it by asking for a divorce. The day I told her about what happened, and not just her shock, but actually pulling away from me, I was so close to just departing this world. Thankfully as you can see, I guess I was stronger than that for which I am now greatful for now. It just sucks that the one person in my life that I told was the one that basically fed me to the wolves. Also to let you know, she,"W" was the first person in my life that I had told about what had happened, I kept it well bottled up for more than half my life.
Well I think I have rambled on long enough. If you have questions or comments, let me know.

Thanks for taking the time to read this.
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