I think the part that gets me is that he is getting worse and not better. It just goes to show that I still have expectations. I expected that when he left he would call or show interest in his kids or decide that his life sucked even more.
That he would feel guilt and want to better his life. Nope. Nada. I had expectations and then felt crappy when he moved further away instead of closer. Every once in a while I have a major moment of acceptance that comes over me. I have to accept that things may only get worse. They may never be better. Tough stuff.
Me:33 H:35 M: 12 years D-15 S-6 Bomb: 6-2013 OW: 11/2013 Kids and I moved out: 11/2013 when he continued to lie about affair Kids and I moved back in 12/2013 H moved out 2/2014