Well that was fast.
Okay…first, took Ambien last night. Slept for nearly 8 hours. Wow. I forgot what that felt like. Made me a bit groggy this morning, but I slept!
Mind movies – they’re there. Boy are they there. I had called my therapist about them (couldn’t wait until Thursday). He told me to put a rubber band on my wrist and snap it hard every time they started up. So, I know have a red, sore wrist, and mind movies!
I think planning drives me. Distracts me. This is what has been keeping me sane. You’ve commented about how fast I’m doing things. Frankly, if I didn’t, I think I’d fall apart.
So…we had a conversation this morning. I was packing and bringing up suitcases to take to my brother’s and she asked if we could talk. Boys were in the basement playing Risk, girls were with friends, so fine. She didn’t say anything for what seemed like 10 minutes. Fidgeted a lot. After a long while I loudly sighed and started to get up to go back to packing. That panicked her and she blurted out that she called him. She started apologizing. Lots of I’m sorry’s. Lots of crying. I just sat there for a while. Let her go on. Hen I told her that I already knew. She jerked her head up at me at that. I told her I’m not an idiot. Of course she called him. Why didn’t I say anything? I wanted to see what you’d do.
So I asked her what happened. Basically, she really wanted to call him to yell at him to find out about his marriage, the other affairs, to tell him off – she doesn’t know – she was a mess. Her sister had stopped her on Wednesday. When her sister was out on Thursday she was going back and forth on it and she picked up the phone to call. He answered. She said she asked him if it was true – if he was married and had other affairs? He didn’t answer. Apparently he immediately started yelling at her about me. That I called his wife and sent a C&D to him. His wife opened it as well (yes! Probably a big no-no for her, but hey). How many problems for him I’ve caused. What kind of SOB I was. My wife said she was floored. She started calling him names. Basically asked if she was simply just another notch on his belt. He didn’t answer that, but didn’t say no either. She then told him everything she told me she had said before (go to hell, don’t ever call me, etc.).
I asked her why she didn’t tell me this before. She told me so many other things, why not this? Because I had said breaking NC was a deal-breaker and she doesn’t want me to divorce her and she was scared that I’d do that if she told me. Okay, so why now? A few reasons. It’ll come out in the poly anyway. And I’m leaving her. I’m calling it just a few weeks to get my head on but she knows this is me leaving her for good and if I’m going to divorce her anyway at least I deserve honesty for everything she did to me. She’s been reading more books and she understands that nothing she can ever do will erase what she did but at least she can do this for me.
I thanked her for telling me. I asked her if there’s anything else she wanted to changes from what she told me over the weekend. Anything about her relationship with POS? She thought about it and said not really. She thinks she was pretty accurate. She did say she’s not sure about how deep her feelings were for him and whether she understands it herself. She does think she told me what she feels or felt as best as she could.
I also told her that the post-nup will discuss NC. I told her that the constant lying and not telling me the whole truth is tremendously painful and each time it’s like discovering her affair for the first time all over again. I’m not sure, but I think she may have gotten it. Who knows? I reiterated that in order for us to have any hope, total honesty must happen. No matter how painful. No matter how much she thinks it’ll hurt me or hurt her. And then I said my leaving was just that. To get my head screwed on straight. That things are too painful for me now, but that I will be back. I promise.
And then I did something. I went and got our 20th anniversary cards. I asked her to read them. She bawled the entire time. I asked her what happened to the person who I wrote about and who wrote that about me? Where did she go? Because the person in front of me is not her now. I hope she’s there somewhere. Maybe buried deep inside. But she’s not here now. I suggested that maybe during IC she can figure out what happened and if it’s possible to become that person again.
So, many of you think I've put my wife on a pedestal or am only seeing the good in her. Because how can she truly be good if she did this? You read what she did and wonder how in the world could I even consider R? So I'm going to do something really dumb. I'm going to share what we each wrote to each other for our 20th anniversary that we discussed this morning. These are direct copies from those cards. First, from me to her:
Dear [Mrs. W],
I look at the cover of this card and can't help but think that we really were children ourselves when we got married. But since then I think we've really learned a lot about ourselves and each other and have grown tremendously from both a maturity standpoint as we as spiritually.
You are one of the most idealistic, altruistic, and wisest people I know. I don't think I would have said that 20 years ago, yet it is definitely true today. You are warm, sweet, sensitive, and are full of love. You are a giver. And it’s not just the work you do, it’s the little things. I can’t recall just how many times I’d see you cooking or preparing packages and you’d explain it was for someone who just had a baby or for a family with a sick parent or child. You’ve arranged babysitting for the [X’s] kids when their daughter was in the hospital. I could go on and on. You are who you are and I love you for it.
In my mind, God has given us a beautiful family and has thrown a whole bunch of things at us over the years, many of them challenging. We've dealt with them all, even though we may have some bumps and bruises to show for it. And it has made us better people, better spouses, and better parents.
I am constantly amazed at how you have the energy and wherewithal to run the house as well as you do, but also to give of yourself to each of the kids, at the level of attention and direction they each need. They don't realize how lucky they are to have you. I do.
[Mrs. Walloped], I cannot imagine anyone else I would have rather spent the past 20 years with, meeting all those challenges (and of course the many, many wonderful parts) than you. I can't imagine a happier 20 years than I've had with you and I truly hope that God gives us the tools to spend the rest of our lives meeting whatever else comes our way along with the same positive attitude, wisdom, and laughter that we have been doing until now.
And if we do act like children every now and then, well...whaddaya expect?
I love you.
Love,
Walloped
From her to me:
Dear Walloped,
Twenty years!!! I don't even know what to say...that the years have flown by is an understatement. 20 crazy, beautiful, unbelievable years.
I still remember our 12 hour phone call like it was yesterday. And now look at us! Thank you for choosing me to be the one to spend your life with. You've been the most caring, thoughtful, sensitive and loving husband a woman could ever ask for. I love you and don't know what I would ever do without you as a constant in my life.
When I think of you, I get a happy feeling inside. I am so proud of who you are, how much you've grown. I am proud to be your wife and proud to have you as my husband and I am so happy to be sharing the rest of our lives together.
I love you more than words can say.
Love always,
[Mrs. Walloped]
That’s the person I fell in love with and how we were for the past 27 years. That’s why I think something broke in her that she needs to find out and fix. That’s why I have a goal of reconciliation. Doesn’t mean I can, doesn’t mean we will, but its for that person that I believe I should try.