Well the weekend was an EPIC failure. On Friday the W had been bickering via text that she wasn't happy about me going out with her friend's husband and her friend.
About an hour before dinner time her and my D showed up at the house. She sat on the couch and wouldn't even look at me. Her face was red and I could tell she was very irritated. Finally after about 15 minutes she started asking me why I was doing this. I told her I didn't know what she was talking about and she started calling me four letter words without actually saying the words (I was able to lip read). I couldn't help but smile because she was being ridiculously immature.
Finally she leaped up and got right into my face and asked me out loud why I was an [censored]. I tried to calmly tell her that she needs to cool it and that something is wrong with her because of her rage. She said she only gets that way with me because she hates my guts. I then told her she's done it to my D as well, to which she denied. My D walked into the room and said "uh yes Mommy, that's true".
My W then asked me to step outside and we talked for a couple of minutes. I went back inside to get a drink and she followed me in and got into my face again. I asked her if she was going to hit me and she said she'd never do that again but that she was extremely angry. She then started whispering and calling me all sorts of four letter words again. I finally lost it and called her the "B" word.
UNFORTUNATELY our D witnessed the last 10 seconds and hear me say that.
I pulled her to the side a few minutes later and explained to her that it was totally unacceptable and that I apologized to her mom, and that she should NEVER let a man do that to her.
Anyway we cooled off and went to the dinner. The W sat at one end of the table with the ladies, and I sat at the other end with the husband. We all had a nice time. Oddly, I could hear my W at the other end occasionally talking positively about me, even kind of bragging once. I couldn't believe the turn around.
We went home and her and my D got into the W's car and left. I never really heard back from them all weekend, except for a picture of my D at a sporting even that they went to.
Sunday I was completely alone the entire day and the sadness about our divorce and loneliness finally started kicking in. Mid morning my W texted me out of the blue to tell me about her returning a broken product and fortunately there was two day left on the warranty, so they replaced it for free. I wasn't sure why she would bother to tell me about something trivial unless she was thinking of me.
I posted on my FB later in the day about trying out a new recipe on the grill. She posted a comment asking me what I was making. I assumed she might be interested in coming over to eat, so I texted her directly and told her what I made and invited her and my D over.
She replied and thanked me and said she felt it was best we don't see each other anymore because of the fight on Friday. She also said my D was hurt by the name I called my W and that my D didn't want to see me.
I was crushed! I don't if the W just said that to hurt my feelings, or if she's been talking to my D about what happened and framing me in a bad light.
I think my therapist was right last week. I think I have been taking the D and separation well because frankly we were "dating" and having good times, and I guess a small part of me felt that there still may be a chance. Now that we've had that fight, and that my daughter may have been disappointed, and that my W says she thinks we should stay apart, the pain of the sitch is starting to kick in.
Me: 43 W: 37 Together: 18 M: 15 D: 8 yrs old ILYBNILWY: March 2011 She Filed for D: August 2011 She moved out: Sept 1, 2011 Reconciled: May 2012 Divorce Case dropped: July 2012
