In my church (UU), we light candles of joys and concerns and say that by sharing these times with each other our joys are doubled and concerns halved. I think this way sometimes about posting in a place like this. I could journal privately, but putting my experience out into the world, whether anyone reads it or not, is a way of sharing that feels like it takes away some of my pain.

I've been trying really hard to get a grip and take life as it comes. I thought I was doing pretty well - I hadn't really gotten to acceptance yet, but at least resigned to the loss of my marriage. I thought I had let go of hope, even though I am not yet ready for D. I finally worked myself up to develop a separation agreement to address our finances. Called H and made the appointment to talk. He came to my office today. Went over the agreement. He asked - who is going to file. I said that I don't want a divorce and if he does he will have to be the one to file. We talked a bit more about the financial agreement. At some point in the discussion I said that none of this is what I want and I still would like to work things out. He said that he had read my letter and reflected a lot on it but decided that he wasn't going to come back.

Later, when we were discussing the financial agreement, he pulled a divorce complaint out of his pocket to serve on me. I didn't expect that and hadn't prepared myself for it. I started to cry and was teary for the rest of the meeting. I wanted to be strong, but I felt so sad and defeated. I asked if he could give me any explanation that isn't BS. (in those words) He bristled and said he didn't know what I meant. I said like telling me this is about wanting to sit around on the couch in your underwear watching football or some of the other reasons that you've given me. He said he gave me his reasons in counselling, etc. More BS - He just quits. And I don't know why it makes me so unhappy - I just love him and I still want M. My C says that I should just allow my feelings to be what they are and not try to force myself to change . That is so hard to accept when it hurts this much. I know that it will get better but I've been so unhappy for so long and I'm tired.

I'm not as far along as I thought I was. Tonight I hurt as much as I did a year ago. I don't feel very good about myself, including the part where I love someone who doesn't love me back.


me: 47
H: 48
he has 2 grown sons
M 1995(my 1st, his 3rd)
hit iceberg 6/07
S 9/26/07
before
now