I took some quotes of yours below. Also, your writing style has a "tone" to it using impressive wording and a lecture like grammar.
I don't know you but your posts sound painfully familiar to me both in tone and judgement. It was very hard for me to go through all of your writings. It took humiliation, abandonment, and pain for me to realize what I was and to see through the abuse of my "truths" and "justifications". I'm still a long way from changing and I see it as a life long thing.
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the marriage was in trouble due to the pressure of a young family and having NO time for our R.
Mainly because “my” issues were not the only thing that needed addressing.
For the first 2 weeks following her ending the marriage I didn't even defend myself. I just absorbed everything she threw at me and fought to stop her destroying the family.
I’ve had to organize everything since the separation.
To be critical, I was "mentor". I was 10 years, older, wise, worldly, way more than average life experience and now/then very highly educated
She was young and naaive.
She admits she is a domestic pig
One day on the way home from work I heard a lecture from a psychologist doing a public lecture tour. One main point in his lecture was that the most imortant relationship in a family is that between H and W. Everything else falls into place. I couldn't wait to get home and tell my wife in detail. This was like finding gold. Exactly what I needed.
which MUST change. 2 biggest problems. 1. she left 2. she neglected me and our R.
I did push my own agenda to some degree, but really no more than anyone does.
She was a pig, she’ll admit that. She was a young 20. I was an old 30
Several years ago while I was immersed in my PhD
I have no patience with her.
i ended up back at Uni when I was 27. I had already risen to more or less the height of another career. from there on it was pretty much about repeating more of the same. The ego stroking was becoming mundane. I decided on the banks of the Ganges, 4500 Metres in he Himalayas that i wanted to be a physicist. I was dux of my class every year. I easily won a scholarship to do a PhD. I collaborated with people from Harvard, Princeton, Caltech. My ego was loving it. Rationally I made the decision to pursue the family root. But my ego was screwed and it has been getting worse ever since.
