Your W sounds much like my H. Mad that we can't read minds. Mad that we did as they wanted (let them go) but didn't keep asking what was going on their heads. Why bother? All of it was a lie anyhow. The night before our separation was finalized my H gave me the most passionate speech I have ever heard come from his mouth. How he didn't care if it took the rest of his life but he would work until his dying day to earn my trust and respect back and make things right between us. He also said he knew I did everything in my power to turn this situation around and I deserved better. He said he understands and accepts I have no reason to trust him but he would work, work, work until I did.
And then I NEVER heard from him again other than a few e-mails about assets and another e-mail to tell me what a terrible person I was for not wishing him a happy T-day. He reminds me of OJ Simpson who spent years looking for his W's killer on golf courses (note to OJ: to find your W's killer look in the mirror).
Wow. Weird. Love the OJ Simpson joke!
My W has periodically sent me messages indicating her great sorrow over all this. They were never backed up with anything real either.
