Bee - Most therapists have absolutely no understanding nor belief in MLC. Before it happened to my h, I didn't buy it either. I just assumed it was an excuse to behave badly. Until you see it, it's hard to believe.

However, it is a known fact that people can bury traumatic events for years- to the point that they truly forget them during that time. It is well documented in children who have suffered sexual abuse. So, how can people who suffer other tramatic childhoods not do the same? The mind is an extremely powerful and ultimately, poorly understood thing.

Also, there are many, many cases of people in MLC who follow the exact same script. How is that possible when they all have completely different childhoods and traumas? Personally, I believe scientists need to start to explore MLC the way they have personality disorders. And I think there is much more research that needs to go into depression. There was a time psychologists probably didn't believe in many, many disorders that now are run of the mill.

Speaking of following scripts, you posted on my thread that your h told you it was your job to be sexy for him? Well, my h said the EXACT same thing. In the letter he wrote to me he told me he was owed these things and it was up to me to be sexy all the time, in public and private! At the point, I tried to picture myself showing up at funerals dressed like a hooker. Ha ha.

Oh, and he wrote that if I wasn't up to the task to let him know immediately so he could find all the women he knew were willing to do these things for him! So, when I told him that, not only would I not be doing any of those things, he was not allowed to discuss my body with me in this fashion ever again, he moved back downstairs. And I told him he needed to get himself some serious help, too.

By the way, the recurring mantra my h had everytime that he discussed finding other women, was that he wanted to find women who looked at him "meaningfully." He was zombie-like and so foggy. But, wow, did he sound so very pathetic and desperate. It was scary. I am pretty sure this whole aspect circled back to his mother who grossly neglected him. And that part, is a very, very sad.

Well, anyway, despite his nasty threats, he didn't leave. And I don't have 50 women ramming down my front door to stare at him meaningfully. So watch the actions and mute the words.


Me 41, H 47, M 15 yrs, S11, S13
BD 1: 11/4/14 we work on it; really I pretzel myself
BD 2: 3/31/15 H goes down to "dorm room"
8/15: H back to MBR
10/15: H back in dorm room
1/18: H files, now divorced