Welp, it's done. I finally, after 20 years of her bullsh!t, laid into her like never before.
Son was taking a nap when she got home from work. She didn't say a word to me. After an hour, she went in and woke him up. When he was in the bathroom she said 'so do you want to talk to him now?" I said 'i think this is a bad time for it.' She asked why. lol. After I told her that he has significant stuff going on the next week (not including his surgery the following week), she said 'his birthday isn't even till next thursday, he'll be over it by then'. Wow.
So, she thankfully did all of the talking, and basically told him how WE came to this decision, how WE don't want to be married anymore, etc. I was fuming, but didn't say a word.
Son started crying and kept asking 'why'? He hugged W for about 2 minutes, then came and hugged me for a few minutes. I glanced at W, and if looks could kill I'd be in jail right now. But overall, I think he took it better than expected. He's been kind of walking around in a stupor, but we played video games for a bit.
Anyway, he was in his room and W said to me 'see, that wasn't bad'. I lost it. Can't remember exactly what I said, but it was something along the lines of 'I hope your subjective sense of happiness is worth what you just done you insensitive, selfish ****'. She said 'we're all going to be happier. YOu'll thank me for this one day. You have no idea how hard this was for me to tell him. etc etc'. I then told her that she's crazier than her bipolar schizophrenic sister. I know, I know. Like I said, I just lost it.
I haven't cried in years, and hugging my son was the hardest 2 minutes of my life. I don't care if someday W hits the Powerball, comes groveling back to me, and promises sex 4 times a week. I'll NEVER forgive her for that 15 minutes. Never.
At least it's done, and it's onto full 100% moving forward.
Last edited by DnJ; 07/01/2302:43 AM.
Married: 15yrs Ages: Me 49, W 44 Kids: S12 BD: around 4/14
