ot, missed you. Yep, now he has no one to point a finger at, although I am sure that he will still find opportunities to point it at me, even without the communication: poor thing has to pay alimony, has no money, lives in a box, the kids know I don't like his mistress, he has agreed to co-parenting classes starting in August, etc. But I hope that he got the sense that yes, HE did this.
My life isn't a mess anymore. I have a schedule. I have my kids the majority of the time. I have my family and friends. I am on the road to recovery (I won't be so smug as to not think that that is a lifetime of work). I have my house. I have my pets. I have my career and volunteer groups. I have a budget. I have my art. I (almost) have my master's degree. I have my morals and integrity.
Him? He has: limited time with the kids, no money, a tiny box of an apt, no dog (he gave the dog away last month because it was getting too wild being crated all day while he worked), no relationship with his parents, changed relationships with most of his friends and family, a girlfriend with no money, no education, 4 kids ages 4--15 with major mental health issues (I'll stop there with that one). Oh, he does have his motorcycle and truck and pension. And lots of time on his hands to use them. But he also has a mirror that he has to look into everyday. Lucky thing that he never remembers his dreams.
He's told a mutual friend that he feels that he is on the road to happiness. Good luck to him.
Thank you again, friends. I never thought I'd be able to get here, to be able to actually live through it, let alone be ok with it.
