Spring has officially sprung where I am at here in the northeast and it is time for a new thread and hopefully a new me!
Out with the old and in with the new...
I chose my thread title based on a song by a bluesman that I am listening to a lot these days and I think it sums up where I am at right now.
A brief history of my Sitch which is now over 8 months old now (my how the time flies!) January 2009 - W starts dressing very different and going to Spanish classes. Tells me she met a guy at work who is a native speaker and that he is going to "tutor" her. May 2009 - became uncomfortable with W's tutoring sessions and confronted her. She reacted badly and told me she never has time to herself.
August 2009 - Bomb, we need to separate. We are like roomates. I cry, beg, plead, etc. Bad days indeed. Confronted her on TM to "spanish tutor".
Fall 2009 - W spends many nights out late and coming home at 3-4 AM. Says she needs to separate to have space to figure out what she wants. Get email evidence of A and confront W. She tells me that things are heading in the right direction....NOT!
February 2010 - Found additional email evidence of ongoing contact and blatant lies. Confronted W for third time. I know, three strikes and she should be out but....
March 2010 - Failed MC session where she acknowledges that she can't work on R. Reality stinks!
Current - Still living with W and we have a cordial R. I think I have landed in the friend/cake-eating zone which stinks b/c this is NOT where I want to be. Currently in IT for depression/anxiety and working with a DB coach.
I have been a bad DB'r in the sense that I have had a hard time detaching and doing what is required to make myself happy. However, recently, I think I am finally starting to shift my focus to ME and that is a good thing!
I have a lot of Intel but it is hard to deal with...I literally have to translate it from Spanish! I have stopped trying because I just don't have the emotional energy to do it anymore.
So here I am 8 months post-bomb. I have changed...no longer crying or obsessing as much, Ready to re-claim my life whether she wants to be in it or not. I pray that i am successful!
