Today was just one of those days. I had a house full of quilters taking a class. My H kept wanting to talk. I didn't want to talk then.
As soon as they cleared out he was really ready to talk. So I sat down and looked him in the eye and listened. This talk continued for off and on for the next 5 hours. In between all our evening errands.
Boy Howdy! I can't really even wrap my brain around all that was said. I finally told him I didn't want to talk anymore.
I was half way where I need to be. I did my best to reflect and validate. Funny, what I'm getting out of this is that I am married to a messed up person. I don't know what to do or say anymore.
The main thing I said to him was that in the long run I will not still be his friend if we get divorced. This was after after hearing all the script he was handing me about OW.
He ponders how hard it will be on him to never know what happens to OW in the long run if he never sees her again. I told him that if we D he will not know what happens to me except that I am still alive because I will still be getting part of his money.
And I wasn't kidding. I am trying to be his friend right now. But he sure is making it hard.
I read some posts by Snodderly, AntoniaB and some others that really spoke to the current feelings I am having. I think my H has no idea how much he is hurting me. And if I hear one more time about poor, poor OW I may crack! Poor, poor OW is getting what she deserves.
Me 57 XH 58 Sons age 32 & 27 M:32 D final 9/12 Bought 10 Acres and Living the Dream!
