got the mail and in it was an envelope for h. I do all the bills, and pitch the junk. normally other stuff i just set aside for him when he comes by. the envelope in question looked like junk, so I almost pitched it, but opened it just to make sure first.
omg.
it was for a checking acct he opened up for himself. and in it was a deposited amount of money that I knew nothing about. I thought at first it was the stock money (turned out it wasnt), which just enraged me. either way, I just feel like I cannot trust this man anymore.
nope, didn't wait 48 hours. nope, didn't treat this as a civilized crucial conversation. instead, I called and reamed his ass. told him not to bother calling the mediator, I didn't trust him enough for mediation anymore, he would have to serve me. we would spend the $ and get the lawyers. he was practically hysterical, really upset, told me he was doing nothing wrong, told me that he didn't even think to tell me about the checking acct, that it was none of my business, told me a lot of crap. told me spending money on lawyers was insane, told me there was nothing I couldn't trust him about, that he still gave me his checks and he was willing and ready to make sure I didn't have to go to work and such. maybe so. but the truth of the matter is I don't trust him anymore. I don't. I don't even know him. told him as much.
I am ill.
I am pissed.
I am downright angry.
he told me he would never file, that he would never spend $12k that should be for the kids on a divorce. yeah, I like how he tried to guilt me about what I was doing to the kids by spending that kind of money. f him front and back. f him. I flat out told him in the scheme of things, this was the least of what was done to the kids. f him.
I finally got him to admit he was living with ow, btw. he kept trying not to, then finally said I was right. I didn't accept that, made him say it straight out. I know that's neither here nor there, but its been bugging me, so I did it. don't care.
guessing when he cools down (and he is MAD right now) he'll go ahead and file (he said he never will, we'll live our lives just like now if necessary). but f him, he's going to have to.
I know its shooting myself in the foot. I know I'd get a better deal in arbitration. and maybe when I cool off I'll rethink. but maybe not.
Last edited by morgan; 10/29/0705:32 PM.
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