I Can’t Find the Courage to Tell Her I’m Leaving

He’s finally found the courage to get a divorce, but not the courage yet to tell her he’s leaving. They rug-swept her history of cheating, so it’s going to come as a shock.
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Dear Chump Lady,
My wife cheated on me with a coworker about four years ago. You’ve probably heard similar stories of chumps like me. I was one of the chumps who stayed after levels of disrespect I didn’t think were possible.
She slept around, watched me beg and sob for her to come home. She made a list of demands to improve the relationship. Then she cried because she lost a relationship with her affair partner. And then she cried because she ruined our relationship.
She “didn’t remember” when pressed on specifics from me.
She went to her affair partner’s birthday like a week after sleeping with him and coming back. I was numb. I let her walk all over me and disrespect me and violate any sense of boundaries I had.
Later, I told our families and she was upset. Even more so when I told her and my family that the child she got pregnant with wasn’t mine.
You’d have thought I would have left. I couldn’t do it.
I kept trying to fix her and get her to see that she gutted me.
Over the years the worst thing has happened, it’s been swept under the rug. I’ve been suppressing all of my frustrations for years to the point I once again went through her phone. I found nudes she sent to two people (one a girl, the other a random guy she sent it to “on accident”). She also was venting about me and my suspicions of her to a guy friend. She sent screenshots of my chats with her to him.
I realize that I’ve become cold and angry with her. I’ve had a poop tsunami that started with me not loving or respecting myself enough to leave. Fast forward, I’ve started divorce paperwork and I got an apartment.
I STILL can’t seem to tell her I am leaving.
I see my own toxic patterns in the relationship and I’m left feeling like I’m a huge problem. Please talk me off the ledge here, so to speak.
Sincerely,
MajorChump
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Dear MajorChump,
We have attorneys for exactly this problem. They issue divorce summons.
You mentioned an apartment and divorce paperwork, so I assume you’ve seen an attorney? I’m not a lawyer and I can’t give legal advice, but you really should talk to a legal professional before you do anything that could affect children and shared property. Especially, as you have a complicated paternity situation. I can, however, address chumpiness.
Look, you do not owe your cheater an explanation for leaving.
You’ve been trying to get her to feel your pain for years. Now it’s time for her to feel some pain. Those are CONSEQUENCES. She earned that pain. You did not.
I kept trying to fix her and get her to see that she gutted me.
She doesn’t have an insight problem. She has an entitlement problem. You could give her a whole PowerPoint presentation on why you’re leaving and she would resist understanding it. Because that would threaten her entitlement.
You, being a chump, may misconstrue her distress as an indication that she cares. Oh NOW she gets it! She sees I REALLY MEAN IT THIS TIME! Cue the reconciliation unicorns.
Don’t leave because you want her attention. Leave because you’re sick of this sh*t.
Yeah, like you’re the problem? And she’s some great prize? REJECT that mindf*ckery! Your “relationship” didn’t make her send naughty pix to randos. Her lousy character did. She can take her list and shove it.
Then she cried because she lost a relationship with her affair partner. And then she cried because she ruined our relationship.
You’re not a consolation prize. She needs to sort out her complicated love rhombus on her own.
I’m glad you’re finally leaving.
Later, I told our families and she was upset. Even more so when I told her and my family that the child she got pregnant with wasn’t mine.
On the one hand, you beat yourself up for rug-sweeping, on the other hand, you beat yourself up for telling.
YOU DID NOT MAKE THIS PROBLEM.
Zoom out. You were put in an impossible situation. The only winning move is to quit the game and leave. Which I why I wrote about book about this and a blog and named it “LEAVE a cheater, gain a life.”
It’s not all about her. Even as she goes through life acting like it is, this is also YOUR STORY. You are allowed to tell your story and advocate for yourself and decide that you don’t like living in a “poop tsunami.” You’re allowed to seek shelter in a separate apartment and a divorce summons. That doesn’t make you f*cked up, okay?
I see my own toxic patterns in the relationship and I’m left feeling like I’m a huge problem.
It’s admirable to own your own issues, but please start seeing this through the lens of abuse. Serial cheating is abuse. Double lives are abuse. None of us expect abuse in our relationships. And there’s an entire industry out there of marriage counselors (the Reconciliation Industrial Complex) encouraging us to work it out with bad actors.
It’s totally normal to regret not leaving sooner. But have some compassion for yourself when you think of the begging — you were BONDED. You were a normal, loving soul who fought for a person you loved. You grieved. That makes you human. Let go of the shame, okay?
Please talk me off the ledge here, so to speak.
Stop thinking of it as a ledge and start seeing it as a new life.
It’s so much better on the other side. Don’t go back.


When you LOVE you beg, you bargain, you try. YOU have a lot to lose, the cheater, not so much. They only have to lose Kibbles and there are cheap cheater kibbles around every corner. Then you may get attached to other men’s babies!! Because you CARED. It’s hard to care and love and. Bond, but you are bonded to an android. Crying is standard acting , it is not from heartbreak or sorrow like yours. Find. A lawyer, start there. Get into counseling for the special chump you are. I did all you did and then got it done because I saw behind the mask. It was shocking as the mask dropped. I know a 76 year old man who stayed with his cheater and raised her OMs baby. He’s still crying with no peace. Don’t be him.
The only “toxic patterns” I see in your relationship are your wife’s. I hope you aren’t blaming yourself for your own response to her actions, which are out and out abusive, and which condition you to respond in ways that are counter to your mental health. Instead of seeing your need to leave without telling her as a fault, see it as the rational choice you must make given the conditions she herself has created in your relationship. And if you still have trouble thinking that you’re somehow at fault because you aren’t telling her, consider the fact that not only did she act in secret in having an affair, she is still acting in secret after telling your that she’s “trying.”
Wow, I could have written this one…all I can say is it’s so much better when you’ve finally have had enough and do something to save yourself!
I’m 6 months from divorce from a serial cheater…I tried so hard to keep a bad marriage together..I “lost” years!
I’m 68, single, retired and very happy. I need to change my username from “broken” to “unbroken”.
I’d like to think it’s now Broken free, or Broken away from FW abuse, or Broken the narc cheater spell
Love this! Thank you!!!
For a new user name how about “The Chump Formerly Known as Broken”?
Chumps are always so very supportive of each other! Thank you!!!
There’s always “The Artist Formerly Known as Broken.”
MajorChump, do you have any emotional support? i.e., family you can talk to, a best friend, a support group? In my experience, it takes a lot of counter-programming to really absorb that YOU are not the problem.
I say this because — and I am sorry to tell you — she will hoover. She’s the type to hoover. So, in addition to the apartment and the lawyer, you really need emotional support because she will turn the manipulation way up when she realizes you’re serious. I don’t know any chump who can face that without backup. Read all the posts here about hoovering, so you can be prepared. Every cheater behaves in a textbook way, so you have the advantage of knowing what’s coming.
Godspeed on the divorce. You don’t have to tell her anything! Just move!
(Curious if she gave birth to the child? If so, make sure the lawyer helps with that. Laws vary by state on your position there.)
A friend of mine just won an Oscar for Best Sound for the movie F1, a handy combination of two situations applicable here.
One does not make a movie alone, ergo, one does not win an Oscar by oneself. His response to my congratulatory text message was to credit those on the sound team who made the achievement great.
In racing, drivers have pit crews and sponsors.
I have a pit crew that I used to leave my MIRAGE (I did not have a marriage. I had a mirage.)
Great therapist. Trusted friends. Lawyer. 12 step meetings. Counselors from local domestic violence prevention organization.
And Chump Lady and everyone here.
Get your pit crew together, dear friend. We need ASSISTANCE with getting out.
♥️
Hi Major Chump:
I think I know how you feel. When you leave, you have to be ready for everything to get ten times worse before it gets better. You have to be ready for lawyers and family court and depositions and hemorrhaging money, and for craziness and hostility (and in my case, potential homicide) from your soon to be ex partner. I gave my marriage everything I had, and was so depleted and worn out that getting the energy to leave and to face even more chaos seemed insurmountable.
Divorcing a narcissist is hard, and I mean hard as in climbing Everest. I’ve sent $120k so far because he violates all rules, lies and delays, exactly as he was in the marriage. It is a nightmare.
But I can tell you this, from the bottom of my heart, that as hard and painful as it is to climb out of the pit, bloody and bruised and carrying your shattered heart like a wounded bird that was shot from the sky, that there is only one thing worse.
And that is staying.
You are so wise to have told people the truth of your situation. I suspect that when you leave, the people who love you will express their support and relief, and show up at yoru new apartment with food, love and support. I look forward to that for you, and wish you godspeed on this painful journey.
Hi all,
I wanted to say thank you for your support and advice. I just recently moved out on my own, and it has been a whirlwind of emotions. I feel so much less stress. As soon as I left, it was like the facade my stbxw had was gone, and she was as cold as she was when she cheated.
I have struggled with loneliness and the silence that comes with it. I don’t miss her, but I do miss going to sleep next to someone. It’s quite an odd feeling. I can’t spend more than 5 minutes around her without wanting to throw up because of how messed up her thinking is.
I had wanted to try and protect my reputation and not be seen as the villain, but I gave up on that pretty quickly after moving out. It is what it is at this point.
I’m still trying to balance my life to find new hobbies and passions. I work in a corporate job and most of my time is devoted to that job. I have somehow managed to get promoted at work throughout all of this poop tsunami, but that’s besides the point. Thank you for your advice and your book, which gave me hope that life could be better.
Sincerely,
Major chump
I too missed having a body- still do? . It’s a different world. I like how you say it’s an odd feeling- it will become familiar and safe feeling. But I miss nothing about my abusive ex. I’m so happy you’re here.
Have you tried weighted blankets? They help with many kinds of sleep disorders.
Oops, accidental post.
Hi Major Chump, aka Major Survivor,
Like the amazing Jeff, I also talk a lot in case it might help others in the midst of crisis, so this is just Part One. Unlike Jeff, I’m not a mental health professional, just a former non-clinical advocate for domestic abuse survivors and a survivor myself. But I’ve seen a thing or two for what it’s worth and I hope that some of the following thoughts are useful in navigating what is often the hardest part of this journey out of emotional hell.
First off, speaking of hell, I second the heads up that your ex may start to hoover back once she realizes you’re really, truly gone and her disordered delusions that you were the “obstacle” to the sexy cinematic romantic fantasy life she believes awaits her once you’re “out of the way” turns out to a figment of her sick little brain.
Another amazing Chump Nation veteran Velvet Hammer has a cheeky way of explaining it– that affairs are like “three legged stools” that fall over once the chump leg is taken away. In that analogy, the other “leg” of that stool– i.e., the creeps your ex has been consorting with– are sometimes called “mate-poachers” in social science (https://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/abs/pii/S0191886924001272. According to research, these so-called mate-poachers can sometimes be even bigger psychos than garden variety cheaters which says a lot and research on these “poachers” concludes that part of the draw to knowingly get involved with a married or otherwise “taken” person is the chance to triangulate against a designated third party scapegoat– you in this case.
I always thought this poaching mentality sounded knuckle-draggingly primitive, like the idea that eating the heart of one’s enemy is a way to absorb their strength, courage, whatever. So, by that logic, the more formidable the target, the greater the cannibalized “inheritance.” In other words, a great part of your ex’s attractiveness to these poachers was you. Stable healthy guy, good provider type, normal ability to emotionally bond and commit to relationships, probably a good friend, etc.. Basically you’re the sympathetic protagonist in every romance or adventure story and everything these people are not. So when you’ve removed yourself and your delicious heart from the feeding frenzy, the shine will quickly come off the supposed “prize” in the tug of war. She’s going to find her dance card isn’t quite so full and the only contenders left are a few grimy grifting losers and her last draft picks.
But that’s the point where the danger to your battered soul increases. You’d be very lucky if she “moves on” quickly and lands in mutual dysfunctional quicksand with some fellow thug or bamboozles another chump and leaves you alone long enough to heal. But there’s always the risk she’s going to circle back around because cheaters are all attachment disordered freaks who only want what is out of reach.
Furthermore, I think freaks also know they’re freaks and know that a healthy partner is a safer bet for long term security (and also so fun to betray). In fact, I think disordered individuals may harbor a lot of secret envy for healthier people but that also explains a lot of the ambivalent hostility abusers have for healthy “hostages.” We make them feel dirty and cheap by comparison and, because these types tend to project all their own worst qualities onto others, they always fear we’ll eventually lord it over them.
If you want to untangle that skein a bit more and understand why people like that do the weird things they do, Wikipedia has a decent short article on “Splitting” in psychology which partly explains the cycle of “idealize/devalue/discard” that disordered people engage in and alludes to the fact that unstable, disordered individuals often have extremely distorted and unstable perceptions of events and the people close to them.
But the danger of untangling and trying to understand what makes your ex tick is that you’ll start to think that what is cracked in her is somehow “fixable” when, according to the statistics for recidivism, that’s extremely unlikely in the criminally disordered, which is what all domestic abusers basically are. Not “mentally ill” but criminally bent because actually mentally ill individuals don’t have the wherewithal to sneak around, deceive, gaslight, blameshift and dodge consequences the way abusive cheaters do, So I hope you’ll stick around this hub for support and gather up other resources and allies to help you batten the hatches and resist any renewed hoovering onslaught.
Also for what it’s worth, many chumps have found strength in learning about “coercive control” (subviolent form of domestic abuse) or seeking support among experts in it. The Psychology Today website has a state-by-state directory of therapists which can be cross referenced for training in coercive control. Also international coercive control expert Dr. Christine Cocchiola has a state-by-state database of therapists she’s personally trained: https://www.coercivecontrolconsulting.com/clinician-directory/
Thought I was done blathering? Why no. Here’s Part Deux.
One thing guy survivors of abuse by women can run into that might cause consternation is that most resources for domestic abuse survivors seem to be geared to women. It’s because, statistically, most abusers are male and most of the severe consequences, economic fallout, injuries and deaths from domestic abuse are typically suffered by women. But not always as you’ve unfortunately had to observe first hand and the best experts in the field of domestic abuse/CC also know this.
And therein lies another risk which is particular to male survivors of domestic abuse. Some of the veteran guy chumps here have talked about this and I’ve seen several male survivors of betrayal and emotional abuse temporarily fall prey to the misogynist “manosphere” or Incel hubs because the latter seems to offer solace for those who believe they were abused by women. Unfortunately, something else you know is that typical abusers will play victim to their own victims so male chumps who find themselves in the manosphere often have the icky experience of realizing, “Wait a minute. These other guys aren’t survivors but perps!”
It really doesn’t help the recovery process to end up surrounded by the “male” versions of one’s own she-FW and it can be sickening to feel tainted by association. This is not to suggest you’re especially susceptible to ideological boondoggle like this but we can all do uncharacteristic things under duress. At the very least, you might run into fellow guy chumps who’ve temporarily fallen prey to radical spin which can be depressing since men who do this often end up more miserable and lonely than ever since most normal women find Redpill rhetoric scary and a turnoff. Guys like this can make it seem like outcomes for male chumps are bleak.
But there’s another way to look at domestic abuse that is not divisive and actually highlights the common ground that survivors of both genders and all stripes share– which is that all abusers are “abusosexuals.” It’s their primary identifying trait beyond male/female/gay/straight/bi, etc., and the thing that lumps them all together (hopefully in a sputnik that’s sent into outer space to orbit the earth forever).
Back when I worked in advocacy, though most of the survivors I encountered were women, we also sometimes interfaced with male survivors of abuse by female partners. What I learned is that, though survivors run the gamut and tend to be individualistic and original, abusers– whether male or female, gay or straight– are all pretty much the same, maybe give or take differing capacities for physical violence. It’s like abusers all lose their humanity, individuality and specialness by trying to dehumanize others, therefore tend to have a lot of surprising and very specific things in common in terms of histories, tactics and mentality.
For example, as advocates it started dawning on us that, quite weirdly, hostile and “benign” forms of sexism are common denominators in both male and female abusers and cheaters. Basically women survivors were always being chastised for not being “feminine” enough by their abusers (while their abusers chased cartoon bimbos) while male survivors were being told they weren’t “man enough” by female abusers (and sometimes found themselves replaced by knuckle-dragging thugs). Because unstable liars have no problem contradicting themselves, abusers might mix up their attacks on partners from time to time with male abusers telling their victims the latter are too “weak/dependent” or female abusers casting their male hostages as “overbearing and domineering.” But DARVO attacks on victims’ sexuality are typically very trad and sexist.
In other words, abusive cheaters of both genders seem to be sexually hung up on one side or the other of the exact same rigid trad gender role coin– the idea that men should be “dominant” and brutal and always want sex and women should be submissive and prissy (at least in the context of sex).
This is just what we were seeing anecotally but it’s only more recently that social science has started to catch up to what advocates observed. There have been some studies on something called “hyperfemininity” or “toxic femininity” which is seen as the counterpart to so-called “toxic masculinity” and that individuals of both genders with these traits are more likely to commit sexual coercion against the opposite sex.
There are two issues that probably need qualifying in the above argument. One is the fact that many “hyperfeminine’ women may have jobs and periodically identify as “feminists” when it suits them. But you’ll always notice that these types of women are not great friends to other women (don’t support other women at work, tend to get into rivalries, tend to sexually compete with other women, use sexual terminology to put other women down, etc.) and also will throw over men who are egalitarian good providers for knuckle-dragging thugs. The second thing that should be qualified is that, when chumps are in the throes of being sexually rejected and “discarded,” it feels like the opposite of being sexually “coerced.” But, prior to the discard stage, there are typically periods where FWs were still having sex with chumps while secretly cheating. This could technically be viewed as “rape by deception/sexual coercion” in the case the chump would have refused sex had they known what their partners were really doing.
Anyway, in several studies, lying, manipulation and deception to obtain sex are included among coercive strategies used by “toxic” hypermasculine/hyperfeminine types so cheating could fit within the definition of coercion. https://www.academia.edu/16623685/Sexual_Coercion_in_Men_and_Women_Similar_Behaviors_Different_Predictors?email_work_card=thumbnail
Russell and Oswald (2001) found that a ludic lovestyle, described as an emotionally uninvolved and manipulative approach to intimate relationships, predicted sexual coercion in their sample of college women. Contrary to their hypotheses, highly feminine attitudes, captured by descriptors such as ‘‘emotional,’’ ‘‘gentle,’’ and ‘‘aware of feelings of others,’’ best characterized sexually coercive women, whereas highly masculine attitudes, captured by descriptors such as ‘‘independent,’’ ‘‘competitive,’’ and ‘‘superior,’’ best characterized non-coercive women.
The study cited in the above research describes more specific overlaps in male and female “coercers.”In any case, the basic message is that all survivors of abuse have a common enemy in terms of cartoon gender ideology and this can be a way of “considering the source” when experiencing post-separation abuse by abusive former partners. It can also act as a handy red flag and early warning system of who to avoid during the healing journey and a green flag regarding safer company during a time when we’re especially skinless.
Wishing you strength and hope during this difficult time. Like everyone says, it gets better with time if you can manage to stay out of the orbit of destructive people.
I always so much appreciate your insight and information. I frequently go back and read your posts.
Ah, my fellow forensic nerd! <3
Congratulations! 🎊 I always say that being lonely without the cheater is better than the kind of loneliness you experienced with the cheater. To lie next to someone and yet still be utterly alone in every way that really matters is awful. You’ll get used to being single and perhaps you’ll even prefer to stay single, or you’ll find somebody else if that’s something you want. Onwards and upwards!
I’m so happy for you that you have leaped off of that ledge! It’s terrifying at first, and from time to time you will feel a sick with the plummeting downward. But call on your angels when you need them (lawyer, therapist, family, friends, Chump Nation) and they will lift you up until you can grow your own wings and fly on your own. You don’t say how old you are, but I guess it doesn’t matter really. After you work on yourself and get settled down in your own skin you may possibly meet the woman that is meant for you. But please don’t rush into anything – you will want a woman as mentally and emotionally healthy as you are, so maybe not this minute as you recover. Congratulations Major Chump! It’s a brand new day.
Congratulations on moving out! It takes enormous strength to detach from the narcissist cheater abuser.
Choose any therapist carefully and only a trauma informed one who understands serial cheating is ABUSE.
Focus on your career and keep your true friends close. I sang like a bird about FW secret double life as the real reason for divorce, because I learned about the FW smear campaign from this blog. It helped me tremendously. Reconnect with trusted old friends if it’s too daunting to make new ones right now.
Your desire to pair bond is human, it’s OK to miss that. However, remember her utter cruelty and contempt towards you. She’s likely to try and hoover you back. You made it out of the marital home, step 1 to freedom. Don’t ever look back.
It’s normal to want to “protect your reputation” and “get people on your side.” The thing is, it’s a waste of energy and an exercise in frustration (and so much pain when you discover who doesn’t care!!!). The people that matter will reach out to you, show up for you, ask you what happened and how you are doing.
I was surprised both by who didn’t show up after my split and who did.
Your cheater may bad mouth you to any and all. Hopefully not, but if they do, it’s not something you can control. Just focus on the ones who are in your corner. Meetup and FB groups are helpful for trying new hobbies and making new friends. Time to rediscover yourself.
Life with a cheater is like living in a Cat 5 hurricane. The noise and energy and emotions are in the red zone, 24/7/365. Everything is skewed and wonky, like living in a Dutch angle.
You can’t read the writing on the wall, let alone have the appropriate feelings around it, when your nose is up against the wall.
The peace and quiet and stillness after leaving was extremely disorienting for me. I did not realize how accustomed I had become to living inside a tornado.
It takes distance from and a lot of time away from the relationship for everything to settle
down. I likened it to being a patient in an ICU.
(But unlike an ICU patient, I did not have nurses. Family-wise I had only my daughter and she was ten. I did not have any kind of paid staff to regularly help with the child care or tasks of daily living. That was up to me and it was, and still can be, difficult. I have said before, and been attacked for it, that going through trauma would be easier with staff. What I mean by that is NOT that it’s less painful. But logistically it is easier when people, volunteer or paid, are helping with the tasks of daily living, which can be overwhelming in the ensuing trauma and grief of infidelity. And we have to go through divorce to top it off….JFC….)
I am very content being on my own these last eight years. I want to redesign my life to suit me and be sure I am healed sufficiently before I consider dating anyone.
New feels weird for as long as it takes.
Hang in there.
♥️
I have found that my four cats (acquired post divorce) are far superior bedfellows to my ex husband. I sleep surrounded by warm, snuggly piles of fur instead of next to an angry man who lied to, cheated on, and abused me.
This might sound crazy but I know a lot of chumps who have adopted dogs who are great for snuggles and need your love and attention. Rebound relationships with humans are a loser but pet rescue is a winner for those who can do it.
Another good thing is to engage in new activities you never tried before. Forming new memories that don’t include the FW helps push the FW back in the gray matter. Practice a language new to you. Pick up a new instrument. Do a crossword puzzle. Go to a new park or beach. Try cooking a new food. Anything NEW will fire up the neurons in a new direction. It will also give you exciting things to talk about for new friends you will make along the way.
I agree with all of that and it doesn’t sound crazy at all. It’s spot on.
It’s easy to get hung up in the uncomfortable liminal space between deciding to make a big change and the closed-door confrontation of telling the not always reasonable person that things are done.
It’s hard for us to hurt people we have spent a big part of our lives with, even if they hurt us. Even if it’s for the best for us. Choosing ourselves feels selfish, as if we were inflicting even more hardship and pain on the entire family. It’s easier for the family to point at the one who is walking away, even though you are not the one who broke things. You are simply accepting that they are broken and taking on the cleanup.
But the harm has already happened. The building is on fire, it’s now just time to face it. You didn’t cause this. Even if you weren’t a perfect spouse. There are healthy ways to handle relationship issues. Talking to your partner. Marital counseling. Individual therapy. Separation. None of this involves an affair.
I felt a lot of fear when I told my Ex I was leaving. Fear of the reaction, of the confrontation. So I kept building my own off-ramp until it was unavoidable. I kept picturing life afterwards. A peaceful place of my own. No more fights. No more walking out for a glass of water and catching them up late messaging people on Fetlife.
Just me, my cats, curled up with tea on the couch, and watching the snow fall. Finally able to move into the town near my family that I always wanted to be in. My new hobbies. How my space would look. The relief of not wondering who or what I was coming home to.
Hold that peace as an end goal, know that the stress of the confrontation is finite. Ending a relationship should be the kindness of a swift, efficient cut so you can move on. The relationship is already over; you’re just ending the dragged-out suffering.
Do what your lawyer advises, and give yourself permission to do what is right and easiest for YOU without putting her feelings first. It’s good practice.
MajorChump,
I used to think that getting Divorced would have been the ultimate failure and would have represented me giving up on my then wife and letting down my children …. right up until I realised that I needed to do it to protect myself and (more importantly) to protect my ability to protect my children from what Ex-Mrs LFTT was putting us through. There are things that are worse than divorce, and one of them is staying in an abusive marriage to a abusive Cheater.
And by the way, you aren’t on a ledge, you are at the start of the “off ramp” from your marriage; an “off ramp that leads to the better future that you build.
LFTT
I was struck by the image of the ledge as well. Broken was seeing it as a suicidal leap, but it’s more the moment before you “take the plunge.”
MajorChump,
Hi, my name is Jeff. I talk a lot. Welcome to the family.
Today, I’m talking a lot so you won’t make my same mistake I did.
I will get to my point early today-pull the trigger-either you tell her it’s game over or have your lawyer drop the nuke. You will thank me later.
I read the phrase “I stayed after levels of disrespect that I didn’t know where possible” and that hit me like a fist. Because I’ve been there.
This was the person I loved more than anything and they hurt me worse than anybody ever could. This was the person that was never supposed to hurt me like that-the one person I could trust in the inner chambers of my soul. I let that person abuse me. I spackled for her. I made excuses for her. I permitted her to lull me into a false sense of security that things would get better, that it was my fault, that if I played ball long enough things would go back to normal.
They didn’t.
I don’t know about yours, but every time I achieved something on the “here’s how to keep me” list she moved the goalposts back, added to it, and quite frankly cranked up the visible abuse on her end. I know it all now as gaslighting and DARVO. Again, I refused to believe that this person would ever do such things.
And my moods got awful. I got mood swingy. I got counter aggressive. I make no excuse for my behaviors other than “this is how you react when you are in a trauma situation and there does not feel like any escape.”
She was the one to end it. On my D-Day it was all my fault, she was justified in what she did, she took only surface level ownership. Hindsight and all? I wish I was the one to end it so I could start respecting myself again sooner.
Famously, she asked for an open relationship the day after I got diagnosed with diabetes and that is when the pick-me dance began. I wish I would have ended it there as well. The “marriage” was over when she decided that it was completely acceptable to hurt me. I should not have stood for that and I never will again.
And I still believed her for about two weeks after she was moved out. What I started to notice was that after she was gone, the mood swings had stopped. While I was well and truly broken, the anger had subsided. It took me having her gone to take that moral inventory and realize that there were problems but they were far more nuanced than “I have mental health issues” in that relationship.
I am going to guess that all of that is the same with you. You clearly love this person. And that’s a good thing! Love is a good thing. I do not regret loving mine. Love is not permission to do harm, though.
I didn’t pull the trigger when the time came because I had let myself become so beaten down that I thought it would be all my fault and the wrong decision. And I foolishly believed the goofy nerd that I gave my everything to would come home if I just tried and loved her harder. That person was gone if she ever existed. I only have one greater regret in my life.
Flash forward two and a half years? I’m glad she’s gone. I still question myself sometimes, and late at night I miss what was, but really? I’m so much better off and I have come further in that 2.5 years as a person than I did in all of my time with her put together. The mood swings have stopped, I am healthier, my anger and depression are very well managed, and I have the space to work on my actual issues instead of what interferes with my being an effective automaton and servant for a lazy, entitled, self-centered, hedonistic, abusive undifferentiated ego mass.
We are here for you!
“…a lazy, entitled, self-centered, hedonistic, abusive undifferentiated ego mass.”
Webster, OED, dictionary.com all need to steal this for the definition of “FW”
OP I guarantee you that the one affair partner you’re sure of was not the ONLY affair she had.
FW narcopath had the same “I don’t know I don’t remember” schtick when asked about stolen money and other details. After the divorce I figured he’d stolen a 7 figure sum from us.
Accept that your soon to be ex wife is an abuser and manipulator.
You have been her slave for so long on FWhore wife’s plantation, that you’ve been conditioned to seek out the Master’s approval and fear her wrath. BTDT myself.
RUN. Freedom is on the other side. Read this blog daily. You can do it!
Don’t go back.
Accountability and consequences are kryptonite to cheaters.
Whatever you do, don’t go back.
Think of it like a boa constricter that only curled up to you for warmth, but sought warmth elsewhere.
You take it back, it will crush you and devour you.
There’s nothing for you there but pain.
A friend likened making the break to leaning into an emotional buzzsaw. But it isn’t always that bad after you lean in and do it. You may go up and down a bit, but ultimately you’ll find your way upward with a few skinned knees and scratches. Maybe some wounds, but they’ll get better. The scars may pull a little as scars do, but better.
My ex was the one who took off to another state, but I was the one who firmly ended all talk of reconciling after a year apart. When I didn’t budge, my husband wanted a divorce. I agreed. I hired an older attorney whom an acquaintance called “grandpa with an iron rod.”
So there was a time during the messy divorce when I walked back to the conference room with my wonderful attorney, and he observed that I was smiling. Frankly, it was unconscious, but I did feel lighter that day. He said that most people at the point we were at wanted to bite his head off for not getting it done yet. Well, we had made some level of progress in the negotiations despite the threats and ugliness. We had a decent agreement, but we were fighting over sentence-by-sentence changes in a handful of places. I completely trusted that my attorney was doing his best. So yes, a smile.
Some weeks after that, he called me on his way to court. He had just gotten off the phone with my STBX’s attorney, and the attorney had shown his hand. We had a wedge that my attorney felt would tip the scales in our favor, and ultimately it did. We settled without a trial. I was pleased with the terms. The judge signed off, and all I felt was a sense of peace. My ex made legal closeout wild, too, but I just laughed it off. He didn’t own my sanity and well-being. Whatever he did after that was his business alone. As a friend of mine likes to say, not my committee.
Just steady progress after that. Truly living a wonderful life now.
Major Chump, I am sorry you are going through this. You don’t have to tell her your plans. See the lawyer, and then just move your belongings out (and all the paperwork!!!) to your new apartment while she is away at work or what not. I did this while he was celebrating Christmas with his family and I was destroyed from DDay 4 days before. First I packed the paperwork and put it in a friends basement. Then I arranged a storage unit and hotel room. Then I packed up my clothes and my memories and Knick knacks and moved them into storage. I left the furniture and kitchen stuff all behind. Travel light, but be aware anything you leave behind you may never get back. I checked into the hotel and called him and said I am leaving him, never want to see him again, don’t come looking for me and only contact me via email. Then I started to look for an apartment. It sounds easy writing it here, but it was so hard, so many tears (should have bought stock in Kleenex). There was much drama afterwards with his family and him. But my new life is so peaceful when I return from work to my little apartment. My health has improved. Congrats – you have the apartment. What’s the saying? „a great journey begins with a single step.“ You can do it and Chump Nation is here for you!
“She doesn’t have an insight problem. She has an entitlement problem. You could give her a whole PowerPoint presentation on why you’re leaving and she would resist understanding it. Because that would threaten her entitlement.”
This really struck home with me. I know, I know, don’t untangle the skein. But it’s so infuriating and so bewildering that they can tie themselves up into such pretzels in order to say the things they do with a straight face.
A five+ year second secret life where gobs of money was spent on strippers? That’s “a mistake.”
The kids are upset and angry? He is the victim and they are at fault.
It’s hard to wrap my mind around the fact that this is never going to change.
But onward.
I too wrote to CL years ago needing a push. I didn’t follow through. I still needed to try the RIC and all the other chumpy things. No matter how many people in the comments and CL herself tried to tell me. I didnt go through with it. I stopped the divorce.
And you know what. I needed to do it because I needed to see and know he didnt care about me. I took mountains of disrespect and emotional abuse. Lies. Gaslighting. DARVO.
You name it. I finally reached my threshold. I knew. I knew I had finally had enough. And even after I filed there were days where he hoovered. There was days I almost stopped.
You’ll know. If it’s not now, it will be soon. I can tell you that some days hurt like terrible. But it’s better.
These first few weeks after leaving are surreal, aren’t they, MajorChump?
It has only been a month since I left my STBX, and who knows exactly what we are facing in the months to come, but I am already starting to feel stronger, better, and more at peace.
I hope you get your sea legs soon, and build yourself a new and satisfying life.
In the mean time, there are friends with good advice here.
Oh boy. I hope MajorChump doesn’t get stuck paying child support for a child who isn’t his. This has happened to men in similar situations.