Hey. So, as I promished here's my update. Met with the lawyer Tuesday night. Nice guy. Has seen it all. From congenial separations to full blown War of the Roses type divorces. Anyway, it wasn’t a good time for me to meet with him, emotionally. I was already feeling really low on Tuesday. You saw my posts. Wasn’t in a good place. This made it worse. I gave him a bit of the background. Can I ask a question? Do any of you have difficulty discussing your spouse’s affair with another person? Besides my brother and SIL’s, this was the first time I’ve discussed it so…I don’t know, but I had a really hard time with it. Is it normal to be embarrassed and ashamed about her affair as if it’s your own fault? I get it that it’s not – it’s on her, but I couldn’t help thinking that this guy was judging me and asking himself what kind of shmuck or jackass must I be that my wife would choose to go and hook up with another man (nothing he did by the way – this is on me). I also felt like I was proclaiming my wife to be a Class A Slut (yeah – I know) and that he MUST be thinking what kind of man am I that I would choose a whore for a wife? Somewhere in there I said I couldn’t do this and got up to leave. He was very kind and talked me off the ledge. I think he saw what I was going through and told me that people do things they’re not proud of. Doesn’t mean we’re not good people, and that there’s nothing I can say that he hasn’t heard many times before.
Anyway, apparently if I choose to go the divorce route, her emails and texts can likely be used for grounds based on adultery, but no need since NY is a no-fault state. He gave me the basic rundown. Laid out separation if I want to do that. Talked about divorce. Told me the time frame if I wanted to do that. Discussed splitting assets, spousal support, parenting, custody. Yeah, I’d get screwed across the board. He suggested closing credit cards and opening new ones – for me and her – and basically what to do with savings, college funds, etc. Can I vent for a second? This is nothing new for you, but it is to me. So, it seems that I can spend my life working and providing and dealing with the stress of work and the political corporate bullshit and them my wife can go f***k another guy and if I say, “Hey! I don’t want to remain married because you betrayed me,” she can say okay by me, and then get the house until the kids are of age, custody of the kids, 35% of my income for child support and then alimony to boot. Oh – and then she gets basically half of my 401k and other retirement accounts. WTF??? How in the world is that just? As I said, screwed. Sorry, rant over.
I’m not putting together a separation agreement. At least not yet. We did discuss POS and his now 17 phone calls to my wife. I told him the story and that I spoke to his wife – he laughed about that. Wasn’t surprised that POS was married. Said he’d seen it before. Too many times. Anyway, he’s drafting a Cease and Desist letter, which he will send to POS at both his apartment in Manhattan and at his home in Connecticut (that was my idea – I don’t know if his wife opens his mail or not, but I’m hoping she does). All in all, a good, albeit depressing, meeting, and I now have too many legal terms and related things to think about.
I mentioned in a prior post that I had a really good day yesterday. Here's what happened. I was really, really low Tuesday night. Meeting with the lawyer, the STD tests, my wife not being home (not that I wanted to see her, just the why of it), I had a very hard time coping. On top of that my SIL texted me and wanted to talk to me about my wife. It wasn’t an emergency, she just wanted to give me updates, but I wasn’t in the right frame of mind for that conversation so I asked if we could postpone that for a day or so. I was taking Wednesday off, but I was scared to be alone for the day. So I called my brother and asked if he could spend the day with me. He’s in the nursing home / pharmaceutical sales business, so he has very flexible hours. Told him I didn’t want to talk or think about any of the s**t I was dealing with. I just needed to forget for a little while. Anyway, he got me right away and said yes. He came over in the morning and after getting the boys off to camp, we went for a run and then ate breakfast. He told me not to shower and just get in the car. And then he took me ATV-ing. For those of you in the NY area, you know what the torrential downpours on Tuesday were like. The tracks were a total mess. Perfect. The driving. The adrenaline. The trash talking. The mud. Oh my God, the mud! We had an absolute blast. We laughed. Told inappropriate jokes. Were covered in mud from head to toe. After, we got pizza and smoothies, still covered in dried mud. The looks we got. We then went to his place, showered, ate, and then he took me to see Ant-Man. Shared a big tub of popcorn. He shrieked and squeezed my knee at certain parts like we were on a date. Movie was hysterical – if you liked Guardians of the Galaxy, you’ll like this. Basically, the day was like back when we were teenagers without a care in the world. He wouldn’t let me pay for a thing. His treat. It was literally one of my best days ever. But when he dropped me home, and I saw the house, and all it represented, all the past good, and the current crap, it really hit me hard. And I hugged him and thanked him – he knew just what I needed. I just kept hugging him. And thanking him. For the gift he gave me. The gift of peace and happiness – even for just a day. He just told me to hang in there, to take care of myself, and that he and his wife are there for me always. My brother is awesome and I love him.