Kathryn Merteuil
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I am not even going to use a pseudonym on this... It may be TMI but I am ranting.
My heart is absolutely breaking right now. My husband and I do not get along. He has had some issues (was actually a thread under a pseudonym a while back). This much later, his situation is actually improving. Unfortunately we are not. I have seen him through the worst of times, and it is almost as if he hates me now. He is verbally abusive, threatening and confrontational. I could tell him George Washington was the 1st president and he would interpret that is fighting words.
I spent this afternoon sitting in a lawyer's office. (A few weeks ago I consulted a different lawyer, spent $200 and ended up changing my mind and decided to try to stick it out with him). I know it might be the "thing to say", but I seriously mean it when I say this is killing me. I am still on the fence about this, but I keep digging myself deeper into this divorce thing. I made the appointment and took home a thick stack of paperwork this time. Of course my DH knows nothing about any of this. My lawyer suggested I get all my ducks in a row and then spring it on him.
I think back to the good times we had, there were some. I don't want to hurt him. I am afraid this will devastate him. However, it seems as if daily life with him just destroys me a little bit more every day. He can be nice to me for just a little while then I start feeling guilty about wanting out, and I start wanting us to make it work. Like tonight, I felt really bad about saying I was working late when I was really seeing a divorce lawyer. He was nice to me when I got home. That makes me feel bad, and like a horrible person.
Due to some concerns about his health and stuff like that, the lawyer told me it would be in my best interests to cut and run. If he was to get down and end up in a nursing home, I would be in serious trouble financially. My head tells me that I should have been gone long ago, but my heart wants it to still work. Intellectually I know that we are broken and it cannot be fixed. My heart wants more than anything to have our old life back and things to be like they once were.
I guess I am kind of venting here.
My heart is absolutely breaking right now. My husband and I do not get along. He has had some issues (was actually a thread under a pseudonym a while back). This much later, his situation is actually improving. Unfortunately we are not. I have seen him through the worst of times, and it is almost as if he hates me now. He is verbally abusive, threatening and confrontational. I could tell him George Washington was the 1st president and he would interpret that is fighting words.
I spent this afternoon sitting in a lawyer's office. (A few weeks ago I consulted a different lawyer, spent $200 and ended up changing my mind and decided to try to stick it out with him). I know it might be the "thing to say", but I seriously mean it when I say this is killing me. I am still on the fence about this, but I keep digging myself deeper into this divorce thing. I made the appointment and took home a thick stack of paperwork this time. Of course my DH knows nothing about any of this. My lawyer suggested I get all my ducks in a row and then spring it on him.
I think back to the good times we had, there were some. I don't want to hurt him. I am afraid this will devastate him. However, it seems as if daily life with him just destroys me a little bit more every day. He can be nice to me for just a little while then I start feeling guilty about wanting out, and I start wanting us to make it work. Like tonight, I felt really bad about saying I was working late when I was really seeing a divorce lawyer. He was nice to me when I got home. That makes me feel bad, and like a horrible person.
Due to some concerns about his health and stuff like that, the lawyer told me it would be in my best interests to cut and run. If he was to get down and end up in a nursing home, I would be in serious trouble financially. My head tells me that I should have been gone long ago, but my heart wants it to still work. Intellectually I know that we are broken and it cannot be fixed. My heart wants more than anything to have our old life back and things to be like they once were.
I guess I am kind of venting here.

