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Why Did You Stay?

March 13, 2015 by Chump Lady

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So yesterday we were theorizing about why Beyonce stays in her marriage — what was your reason? Fear of failure? Living alone with cats? You still loved the idiot after 17 D-Days?

Most of ran with the unicorn herd for awhile. Some of us are still working it out, either hanging in there to see if the remorse is real, or lining up the ducks in case it isn’t.

I’ve outlined why folks stay with cheaters before, but I don’t think I’ve ever directly asked Chump Nation what kept you there?

For myself, I’d say it was a big morass of disbelief (I still loved the jerk, it was 6 months after my wedding), hopium, not wanting the OW to “win” (cringe!), skein untangling (his, not mine), misdirected loyalty (failure is NOT an option!), and later Machiavellian attempts to “reconcile” while trying to get a post-nup. Every moment completely soul crushing. If I’d paid better attention, I would’ve seen from the start he wasn’t One Bit Sorry, despite his spasmodic “remorse.”

But my idiocy and his mindfuckery brought you Chump Lady. So, hey, it wasn’t a total loss.

So tell me chumps — what kept you stuck with a cheater?

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  1. Heather says

    March 13, 2015 at 7:33 am

    Fear! Fear of failure. Fear of being like my mother. Fear of my children being raised the way I had been, from a broken home. Fear of being less than lovable. Fear of financial distress. Fear that others would not blame the cheater, but me…. For not being enough of a wife. You name the fear and I most likely experienced it. The first affair that I knew about was after six years of marriage. The second one that I found out about was after the death of one child and two additional children, some ten to twelve years later. Both were discovered by husbands calling me on the phone.

    I had to get the fear in a place where I could manage it after my children were grown, after thirty two years of marriage. I still struggle but my life has changed. My new husband is the greatest blessing! But so much damage has gripped my soul and the triggers pop up.

    Oh how I could have done things differently had it not been for my fears.

  2. Divorce Minister says

    March 13, 2015 at 7:44 am

    It was a matter of personal integrity, love for a spouse, bad counsel, mixed up religious understanding, financial dependence, and seriously low self-esteem that kept me stuck.

    1) I am the type of person who keeps his word or at least, tries to make it better if I fail. It never occurred to me that people exist who do not care about their word (like my xw). That was the integrity piece.

    2) And I genuinely loved my now ex-wife. Thankfully, I am now free, and that love is directed at a more worthy person–Ms. Fiestypants (and Munchkin).

    3) Bad counsel. That’s a post or multiple posts in itself. Wish the “professionals” had been more attuned to how damaging and dangerous her emotional affair(s) were as well as less easily triangulated by her.

    4) Mixed up religious understanding. I did not feel free to divorce. It took the adulterous revelation to feel that freedom in the end. Even then, I was hoping it did not end in divorce not wanting her ‘to win’ making her file, not me. In retrospect, I wish I would have filed in some ways. But I am somewhat ambivalent on the matter still.

    5) Financial dependence. My (now ex) wife left me at one of my most vulnerable times professionally in my life. I was just getting started. I share a little about that on my post yesterday (http://www.divorceminister.com/one-day-at-a-time/)

    6) I was very discouraged and needy struggling to self-support. I probably was depressed at that time. Needed some serious work in my life spiritually and emotionally to reground myself in my eternal worth and identity. This healing and work gave me strength to move forward (that and God opening some amazing doors to fulfilling work).

    • with brave wings says

      March 13, 2015 at 8:43 am

      I made my ex file, too. I didn’t want to actually pay for it and I didn’t want to be the one who “gave up” for other people to judge me. I thought it would make me look like the good person, haha! I wish I would have filed and I still regret it to this day. My ex now uses the fact that he filed to prove that he wanted out so bad and he made the decision to leave me. In real life, he was screwing his co worker but he doesn’t tell people that.

      • Chris W. says

        March 13, 2015 at 1:22 pm

        I made my ex file, too. He had left my house 11/13, and I consulted with a couple of attorneys who all said the same thing: “He’s going to quit (or get intentionally fired from) his $200K+ job, take a job for $70k, and then you’re going to be stuck paying HIM alimony”. I said something along Irish ‘ s infamous line, “HELL to the NO. FUCK THAT SHIT” and said, “I’ll just stay married forever and he won’t be free to marry OW”. Sure enough, when he did file, he did EXACTLY what those initial attorneys said he was going to do. Got intentionally fired so he could move 2000 miles away to live off of OW and claimed to the court “I estimate I’ll only be able to get a job making $70k”. (It was eerie that he chose the exact number cited by those initial attorneys.) I fought to not pay him alimony, and I won. In the end, I got most everything I wanted, so it didn’t matter that he filed first. Almost none of his family speaks to him any longer, they know he’s a liar, so I don’t care if he uses the “I filed first card”.

        I didn’t do the pick me dance or stay very long after this last DDay. Over 20 years and 10 years married to him, he cheated on me three times (that I know of) and cheated on his first wife 4 times (that we know of), so I knew I didn’t want to do his serial cheating for the rest of my life. But I initially tried to work it out as my boys were only 6 and 2 at the time, and wanted them to have both parents. I don’t regret it. I can look my boys in their eyes both now and in 30 years to say, “I didn’t cause the family to break up and I gave him every opportunity to come back and be remorseful”. The EH is not capable of remorse, and I know now he’s a narcissist sociopath. But I can sleep at night, knowing I did what I could.

        • Buddy says

          March 14, 2015 at 12:25 am

          Wow, what a dick head he was.

          Good for you. Way to stick up for yourself. Your boys are better off.

          Still, it all sucks, but that is why we are here. Else we’d be watching cat videos on you tube.

        • Whatawaste says

          March 14, 2015 at 8:49 am

          Don’t be surprised that your lawyer nailed that scenario and number, if they were your ec’s attorney, that’s what they would have advised. Part of chump healing is shedding our stubborn naïveté and accepting ugly truths. I’m still working on it three years later.

          • LovedAJackass says

            March 14, 2015 at 9:43 am

            That story shows why anyone who has discovered infidelity, and especially if a spouse has left, ought to think about filing right away, to establish the economic status quo in a legal sense. It was just as likely that Chris W’s story could have turned out the other way, with her struggling to pay alimony to a hyena living with an OW while supporting the kids. Either way, her X got out of supporting the kids at the level he had previously established.

            • Miss Sunshine says

              March 14, 2015 at 11:19 am

              I’m a HUGE advocate for that!

              Tracy, I wonder if you should have a whole chapter on what to do after D-day, or at least a page to link to here. We have all put our heads together on some really great advice that any chump should follow immediately. There is plenty of time for mourning after all the papers are signed. But a chump has to shake the chumpness off for a second, and stand up for once, and take charge.

              D-day is when the cheater is riding HIGHEST on infatuation and mania. I remember the ex stating proudly and excitedly and confidently, “There will be PLENTY of money.”

              Wah-wah! For me, maybe, but not for him. The dude was blinded by true love. THAT is when you put the papers in front of them–they will sign anything, because they don’t care about anything else. The idiot had NO idea what he was in for, hadn’t really thought through consequences. The heart wants what it wants, you know?

              It was just dumb luck, I guess, that I was so outraged and indignant. He can call it vindictive if he wants–in the end, I won, because I reacted swiftly and with surety.

              • Jen says

                March 14, 2015 at 1:02 pm

                I don’t think anyone can get through the pain immediately. It’s a process. And situations vary.

                I would love to “eternal sunshine on a spotless mind” be rid of all this, but at the end of the movie, even that didn’t work. I hate it, but we have to process the pain. And we think they aren’t in pain, but it’s a different, “why don’t I have any character?” kind of pain. It presents like anger or indifference, but it’s really, “why am I not feeling anything when people around me are.” It’s pyschopathy or narcissism. Either way it’s dysfunctional, and I don’t think that they are in bliss while we are in hell.

                But it probably is easier for them to move on, while we are stuck. So what can we do to unstick ourselves is the real question.

            • Chris W. says

              March 14, 2015 at 4:18 pm

              I know. There is so much I’m sure we could all contribute to an entire “Divorce” section on CL. I wonder if he would have just signed anything after DDAY to be with OW. My inclination says “no”, knowing him like I do, but it’s an interesting proposition.

              My parents went through a horrific divorce 25 years ago. They literally were like the Roses in the Michael Douglas/Kathleen Turner War of the Roses movie. They fought over everything, like $5 coffee tables they bought in 1968 at flea markets. It was like what the Billy Crystal character said in “When Harry Met Sally”: “put your names in your books, because in 20 years, you’re going to spend $1000 for this dish at the law firm of ‘That’s Yours, This Is Mine'” My mom was a SAHM and the lawyers convinced her they could run up her legal bills, because the court would make my father pay them all. This was 25 years ago and NOT TRUE. My mom ended up with $300,000 in legal fees and lost 5 properties due to liens on all of them by the lawyers. I knew in my own divorce, once I rounded close to $15,000 in legal fees, I could fight him to pay child support at a $200K level, but at what cost? Would I have $50,000 in legal fees and even if I won, 6 months later he’d go back to court and have it reduced. And I’d still have a monster legal bill.

              I’m not an athlete, but you hear great athletes say all the time, “give me the ball”. I know I’m like that in my job/career. I’d rather have my destiny in my hands. I know I can provide for my boys, and now I’m not saddled with monstrous debt. Which lawyers are all too happy to wrack up, as you’re hurting and you want the EH to pay. I know he’s going to pay, whether that’s karma or the burny place in the after life.

              Everyone is different, and I’d love to hear stories of chumps who made the EX pay their legal fees. I just wanted to be free of not only the pathological, disordered EX, but also of debt from lawyers. Total freedom to be with my babies.

              • Miss Sunshine says

                March 15, 2015 at 9:41 pm

                Good job. You were smart and saved yourself a lot of heartache.

      • Lyn says

        March 13, 2015 at 2:39 pm

        I refused to file too even though he was trying to make me. I kept telling him I didn’t want a divorce and I wasn’t willing to do his dirty work for him.

        • Donna says

          March 13, 2015 at 8:07 pm

          Lynn, x filed twice and cancelled. The third time I filed and I wish I had a video of his veins popping and the anger he had when he got the papers. He screamed, I wanted to file. HaHA what a sick man. It doesn’t really matter who files, so they say. It was the best money I ever spent in my life!!

    • mrsvain says

      March 13, 2015 at 2:19 pm

      you just explained my reason so much better then i could have. so i am using yours to go off of.

      It was a matter of personal integrity, love for a spouse, bad counsel, mixed up religious understanding, financial dependence, and seriously low self-esteem that kept me stuck.

      1) I am the type of person who keeps her word or at least, tries to make it better if I fail. It never occurred to me that people exist who do not care about their word. It took me YEARS AND YEARS to figure out that i was the only person trying to save our marriage. And even thou he was saying all the right things, his actions were proven otherwise. i was taught to keep your promises, and if you want something bad enough you keep fighting for it (and i wanted my marriage and boyman) and most that you do not give up on someone you love just because they make a bad decision. (took me a while to figure out that he was doing it on purpose). i also did not want to be one of the losers that couldnt stay married (sorry chump nation) That was the integrity piece.

      2) I loved my XH unconditionally. i soon figured out that he was a follower, couldnt think for himself, was weak and spineless, and couldnt handle “normal”. who made very bad decisions that effected the whole family and that i would be the one to hold my family together, that i would be forever cleaning up his f*ck up and messes. and i loved him anyways. i believe he never really understood that, how could i still love him after he did _____. no matter how much i tried to tell him, explain to him he never could “get it”. And of course it was not reciprocal. his love did have conditions, ones that i just couldnt met apparently.

      3) Bad counsel. mainly people who have spent years married. who knew what our “issues” were and realized that our “problems” really were not that bad. i was told that “everyone goes thru that”, “you are fighting over the stupidest things”, “its not that bad, it could be worse” and “you just need to work it out”. So i kept trying to fix it, and if i was married to a “normal” person we could have fixed it. but you cant fix a problem if the other person refuses to acknowledge it, will not admit to doing any wrong and tries to hide every stupid little thing he did. you cant fix it if the other person, purposely lies to you and continues to do the same damn things behind your back. our problems were the same as any other married couple had, aggravated by his drinking episodes. but like i have said before. i would have stayed by his side thru it all, i just couldnt hand the having sex with some random hoodrat.

      4) Mixed up religious understanding. I did not believe in divorce. It took the adulterous revelation to free me since even the church believes it is an acceptable reason to divorce. we got married in the catholic church, it is one of the 7 sacraments. dont get me wrong, i have sinned many others ways, i do not go to church EVERY sunday. i dont follow all the rules but this was important. very important. And i took it as a promise to God. i take promises very seriously and how in the world can you break a promise you made to God!?!?! it was just unimaginable for me. I even went to the priest hoping for some magically, spiritually fix for XH, only the priest himself told me i needed to divorce this man, and that divorce is not a sin in the catholic religion, (only remarriage is a sin….YAY forever single because of XH wondering dick), that given the reasons i told him, he believes it would be in the best interest for me to divorce XH.

      5) Financial dependence. i can not pay the monthly mortgage payment plus the utilities on this house. my paycheck just does not cover the month fees. when he was giving me money we were doing really really good. was able to go on vacations and buy things like 4 wheelers and jet skis. now he is not even paying child support and i am struggling to keep what i have. of course things are breaking because boyman never kept up the maintenance on anything (including our marriage), he would buy stuff and then let it fall apart, it was like he couldnt get enough stuff (like a small child hordes candy or toys) but he never took the effort to keep the stuff going or in good condition. so not only do i not get paid enough to pay the monthly bills, i have zero money to fix all this other stuff that needs attention. it makes me very sad to see all our hard work go to shits. i would probably be doing ok if boyman would pay half of his child support but he seems to have forgotten all about me and the boys i gave him.

      6) I was very discouraged and needy struggling to self-support. I probably was depressed at that time. i was still going thru the pain of losing my eldest child. i still wasnt thinking “Straight”. i was struggling on paying the bills, taking care of the children, laundry, house, yard, vehicles. working mostly on auto pilot (and did a damn good job of it too), trying to figure out “what was wrong with XH” and “WTF is going on”. i talked and talked and talked and talked to him, asking what was going on, even so far as asking him what i was doing wrong and what he wanted me to do to change it. mostly got stonewalled or gaslighted and being as my head wasnt on right, it blew right past me. honestly, i never thought he would leave us, i just thought we were going thru some hard times. we really never did communicate well as boyman didnt like to talk about emotions and feelings. probably because he is shallow and doesnt have any and drinks away any little feelings he has. in the end, he told me i got “BORING”. i dont think he wanted to stay with the hoodrat, i dont think he really wanted a divorce, he just wanted me to run after him and beg him to stay. i could have him back if i lowered my values and morals AGAIN….i couldnt do it. i loved him more then anything but i could do it again. i couldnt live like that anymore. i am still struggling with that even to this day but i feel i made the right choice. now all this other behavior came after the divorce and he abandoned us. never thought he would, but i guess it really is a blessing in disguise. now i am just trying to move forward.

      • Carmella1722 says

        March 13, 2015 at 10:15 pm

        Mrsvain, don’t misunderstand the Catholic thing. Remarriage is fine for you, you just have to get an annulment if you want to get remarried in the church, which you can get because he invalidated the marriage. it’s not a sin to divorce an adulterous spouse. It’s a sin in the eyes of the church for him to divorce you in order to keep committing adultery with the OW.

        • unicornomore says

          March 14, 2015 at 9:56 pm

          In Catholicism, even adultery does not invalidate a sacramental marriage. Theoretically and ideally, annulments are not granted based on what happened in the marriage, they are based on circumstances at the time of the marriage. Was it valid on that day? My husband told me dozens of times that our marriage was invalid because he was so reluctant that day, he claims he never “gave consent” (I dont remember putting a gun to his head) but it was a ready excuse as to why he was a crappy husband.

          Early in our unicorny reconciliation (at about 19 yrs of marriage) I asked him to renew our vows since he had convince me they weren’t valid. He promised to renew at our 25th anniversary then he backed out.

          When I found him dead on the floor, the thought that we would never follow through with that broke my heart…it meant the world to me and he simply refused…it was a good indicator of just how crappy our reconciliation was.

          I stayed and stayed and now living life without him, I wish I had divorced him years ago…I would have experienced financial devastation but I wish now that he would have lived to see the back of my head leaving him. Even the big pile of money I got when he died didnt make this worth it.

          • Patsy says

            March 15, 2015 at 3:21 pm

            Unicorn, I will never ever understand ‘why’ they are so flipping horrible and how they can annihilate another person like that. I know it is narcissism, but I can’t actually go into those shoes and understand destroying another person like that. That is just some abusive stuff you wrote there, like he pissed on it ONLY because it was important to you.

          • Jen says

            March 16, 2015 at 11:16 am

            Okay unicornomore you are being silly. He’s dead, and therefore not able to cheat anymore. You have his money. You won. The kharma bus got him and you didn’t need to bankrupt yourself.

            He didn’t give you what you want because he’s a narcissist. If you hadn’t wanted it, he would’ve been all over it. Disordered is the perfect word because these people think they can’t achieve anything, be anything, unless they win/steal it away from someone else. They don’t know how to love or why they should.

            Stop beating yourself up and enjoy his money. I have no money, it’s fucking hard. Indulge in what you like, get an awesome pet and you might eventually meet someone you enjoy sharing company with. Do not believe you need what he purposely withheld to torture you. I mean really. What an asshole. And now that asshole is dead. Carry on.

        • MrsVain says

          March 17, 2015 at 4:44 pm

          I divorced him. and it is a lot harder to get an annulment. you need witnesses on both side. i doubt i will find anyone on his side that actually thinks what he did was a bad thing. and then more then one witness. smh. i am not worried about it right now. i am finally just getting to the point where i am ok with what i did and sometimes seeing how much better off i and the kids are.

      • Mehphista says

        March 15, 2015 at 12:19 am

        MrsVain,

        You. Are. So. Mighty.

        Never forget that, please.

        x-Meh.

    • Uniquelyme says

      March 13, 2015 at 6:55 pm

      Pretty much the same reasons as DM, except I didn’t need him financially. I am very grateful I am no longer that person who was imprisoned by her fears. They all proved to be groundless.

  3. jung_admirer says

    March 13, 2015 at 7:49 am

    It was fear in the beginning, but eventually that subsided and I had a choice to make. I realized the marriage of 25 yrs had burned to the ground (PA during MLC). The question was: Do I build a new relationship with this woman? We negotiated terms/needs for the new relationship and I gave her the opportunity to demonstrate true remorse and atonement. She chose to make amends in the manner which I required. We are 2.5 yrs post DDay, and I did not make it easy. I’ve also spent that entire time in psychotherapy, and I am a very different person. The big difference is the emotional strength to demand and offer very clear boundaries … and a post-nup should she chose to violate those boundaries in a any significant way. Is it perfect? No. I don’t think it’s a unicorn, but I am happier than I have ever been. Kindest Regards-

    • SixYearChump says

      March 13, 2015 at 9:14 am

      It’s good to hear that you’re happy. Question: how are you managing the trust issues? I’m certain my XBF would like to get back together with me, but I have a laundry list of terms that I’m pretty sure he can’t or won’t fulfill. But, let’s suppose could/would. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life as the boyfriend police. I want to be peaceful. Have you achieved that? If so, how?

      • jung_admirer says

        March 13, 2015 at 10:08 am

        Trust only improves over time as he respects your laundry list (boundaries).Trust will never improve to the pre-betrayal level, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. I had my W on a pedestal, extending an absolute trust that was naive and unwise. I refuse to be the marriage police, but it did take me a while to understand how to achieve peace. Consider this: You know how it feels to be connected emotionally to your partner. The best indication of a potential problem is unexplained emotional detachment/withholding. This is what I am very sensitive to now … Is my partner engaging me? Is she vulnerable? Is she transparent?

        • willowchumpx30 says

          March 13, 2015 at 7:57 pm

          I agree. I believe my H s emotionally detached. And withholding. Literally makes me sick to my stomach. Can’t eat or sleep and it’s almost a year. Still losing weight. No trust and no guts to confront the issues.

          • Donna says

            March 13, 2015 at 10:44 pm

            Jung, cheaters don’t have respect. They look for partners who are vulnerable. I did find a way to find peace, I divorced the asshole. It feels a whole lot more peaceful trusting myself. So we have to use our emotional connection to our cheater to detect future abuse? Narcissists/cheaters are not connected to their spouses emotional needs. Its like digging a hole and waiting for the bomb to hit. Its better in my opinion to climb out of the hole keep your dignity.

            • Donna says

              March 13, 2015 at 10:52 pm

              Jung, aren’t there boundaries defined by marriage vows? What are the clear boundaries?

              • jung_admirer says

                March 16, 2015 at 12:12 pm

                Sure there are boundaries defined by marriage, but our marriage needed some more specific boundaries. No opposite sex friends, no social events with opposite sex colleagues, communicate once a day during the workday, advise of all former partner communication, privacy but no secrecy in communication… These are just some of the details that aren’t addressed in marriage vows.

        • Donna says

          March 13, 2015 at 8:56 pm

          Willowchump, it is so hard to get past the discard. They become part of us because we love them too much. We believed we had something and it was gone. It reminds me of someone taking a video of a violent crime. I want to scream, put the camera down and call 911 or help the person. They lived outside the relationship. Mine did for 41 years. We can’t apply logic to sick individuals. I was devastated because he initiated no contact. His ho wouldn’t allow him to speak to me. That was initially when I wanted to at least talk to him. It rips us apart when we wonder first how we thought they loved us and then have to come to terms that they cant really love anyone but themselves. It takes time to heal. It does take a lot of energy. You will get there I am sure. Finding the right therapist and taking medication helps me the most. Hopefully you are seeing someone who understands Narcissistic Relationships. I had to learn to set boundaries in all my relationships. Just today I had a thought I wanted to share with him and caught myself. I have dreams of running through a house with hundreds of rooms calling out his name and I cant find him. We have to accept they are gone and we cant fix them. When you think of all the energy you put into him over the years know you have the strength. We have it, we just have to learn to put that energy into ourselves. We have to learn to be selfish.

          • LovedAJackass says

            March 14, 2015 at 9:53 am

            willowchump–When Jackass pulled the discard, I felt physically sick. I panicked because I pretty much had known exactly where he was and what he was doing every day. We talked and texted and saw each other every day, even when we didn’t live together. Then–nothing. Not a word. I wasn’t married to the Jackass and it has been almost 19 months for me. I am far more functional–I can eat and exercise and work and enjoy life. But–I am still healing and not at all ready to do more than work on myself.

            I take it you are still living with this guy? That is what you mean by “no trust and no guts to confront the issues”? willow chump, I hope you are getting some therapy for the trauma you are experiencing. You will get the “guts” by rebuilding yourself because clearly something is amiss if you are this unhappy and too paralyzed to save yourself. Because that is what I hope you do–save yourself. Enlist some help. Tell someone–a therapist, a family member, a friend–what is going on and move from there. Hugs, hugs, hugs. You can do it.

        • KarenE says

          March 14, 2015 at 9:39 pm

          Jung, feeling the change in the connection w/my partner was what cued me to the first affair, even before he had screwed her. And so I trusted that I would feel it again if he screwed around again, didn’t have to do the marriage police. Worked just fine! I think he’s still wondering how I figured it out so fast, when the affair was occurring in another city!

          But my ex was transparent to me in that way – I know a lot of cheaters hide their affairs much better. NOT a good sign of ANYTHING that they lie so well!

    • Arnold says

      March 14, 2015 at 2:35 am

      Fear. I had a disabled son and a toddler at the time I found out about my first wife cheAting. And despite all the abuse ( which I did not recognize as abuse) , I still loved her. I was in so much pain that I did not know what to do.
      it took my wife’s sister urging me to divorce her to get me going on divorce.
      in my second marriage , I saw a lawyer and filed right away.

    • working it out says

      March 20, 2015 at 1:24 pm

      I wish you well.

  4. brinn says

    March 13, 2015 at 7:53 am

    My children weren’t young… 16 and 14 at the time D day imploded our family. He made me complicit in his destruction by telling them that “Your Mother and I are having problems and we may separate or divorce” instead of telling them the truth and saying ” I am fucking another woman and your Mother is having difficulty accepting this”. I eventually had long talks with both of them and was honest…. but that day… that day my 14 year old son fell to pieces and literally crumbled into the fetal position on the sofa and cried and shook. I put my hand on the back of his head and and told him how completely sorry I was. I made him a promise… I promised him that I would do whatever it took to keep him going to the high school we had planned. That I would work two jobs if I had to so that we could still live near enough.

    Eventually I told my spouse he had to leave the home. He did. But has so many do, in less than 6 months after moving out things fizzled with his Schmoopie Poo and he wanted to “work on us”. If I had not had the responsibilities of kids or I had been making much more money, I would have said no to a reconciliation. It has been 2 years since he has moved back. To say I have had a difficult time would be the world’s greatest understatement. I have not spackled his behavior. I have drowned myself in work and filled each minute of everyday with activity to attempt to stop my brain from thinking. I truly am not trying to be a Martyr, honestly. I have learned there are far worse things than not being happy. Fear. I was so fucking afraid that my babies would bear the brunt of his midlife fuck up. My daughter I knew would be fine but I wasn’t done raising my son… he was so vulnerable…I made a decision based on fear. I own that. I continue coming here and reading all the posts. I use to be a confident, articulate, witty woman. I am now far stronger than I ever thought possible but I have a whole new slew of insecurities and I no longer laugh.
    My son… my beautiful 6’5″ Varsity Basketball and Varsity Volleyball Scholar athlete… he is doing well. My gut hopes I made the right decision

    • Jen says

      March 13, 2015 at 9:24 am

      Wow, that must be hard. it sounds like your son is close to being independent now. Are you considering leaving now?

      • brinn says

        March 13, 2015 at 10:05 am

        No. He is a Jr in High School. I want him to graduate without the drama my poor daughter had to endure during her Sr. year (it so sucked for her). Until then, my house continues grow in equity by leaps and bounds (I live in so. cali). I am working full time in a new career field. And I am lining my ducks up.

        • Patsy says

          March 14, 2015 at 7:39 am

          I am guessing, Brinn, that he really did not say ‘sorry’ or know how to. They kill something.

    • EnoughAlready says

      March 13, 2015 at 9:57 am

      Hello, Brinn.

      This is from a mom of two, girl three years older than boy. Separated but did not divorce (in process now, seven years after I moved out). She’s out on her own w/a degree and a job-ish; he’s trending. Just saying that I’m speaking from the trenches, and I look back and shake my head in befuddlement at how hard it was. I apologized to my daughter once for having stayed so long and then for having left, and laughed at myself for the double-bind I put myself in. It doesn’t seem to matter what I did; I still felt guilt. So just trying to say here I can appreciate your position and your decision. It was kid-centric, and you paid a price. You would have paid a price for leaving, too. You made the best choice you knew how to make under the circumstances.

      I respectfully disagree with Jen that your son, at 16.5, is far from being independent. I found with my children that home is not some kind of foster care that they age out of at 18. They are just as much in need of a support system for awhile longer; it’s just a different kind of space that you create so that they can be the ones to lead the process of separating and establishing independence. This didn’t come with a guidebook for me, and as a single parent with a critical father putting his .02 in from a safe distance, it was rough. Empty nest? Boy howdy, bring it!

      One suggestion I have is that you consider getting your beautiful son into counseling. Just as it was your job to take care of him, it may be the case that it’s been his job to be okay. That’s a pretty heavy load for kids; I’m the reason that my family is still together and my mother has become a hollow shell of who she was (don’t think he hasn’t noticed). I’d damned well better be okay, be happy, achieve. Most teenage sons would rather gargle with bleach then go to a counselor, but my recommendation is that you bully/cajole/bribe/explain/whatever him into going to short-term counseling, as in “I promise if you go six weeks and don’t want to continue after that, you don’t have to”. Show him your stretch marks or something. Talk about the elephant in the living-room, and say, “I know you look okay, and you’re doing great, and I love you, and I’m proud of you. But I need to know that you are making it through this. Do it for me.” Find a counselor (preferably male) who specializes in adolescent males, and explain the situation. He’ll probably go, hate it, and quit when his minimum agreed-upon time is up. But at least by then he’ll a) know someone he can turn to, b) understand that the process can help, and c) understand that the process feels fairly normal and non-scary. Then if a crisis comes along later, he’ll have that in his tool-bag, and hopefully a few other tools as well picked up from the counselor. He can learn that it’s okay to not be okay.

      Don’t take this as criticism of you, please. It sounds like you’ve been incredible. But sometimes we’re too close to the trees to see the forest, so to speak. Speaking mom-to-mom, I hope you consider this.

      • ItsAJourney says

        March 13, 2015 at 10:40 am

        Thank you for sharing this. I needed it too.

      • Jen says

        March 13, 2015 at 5:20 pm

        My son is close to 20, but has high functioning autism, so he is far from being independent. By comparison, my father died when I was 21, my sister 17. I was in college, leaving her to deal with my narcissist mother alone. She worked, saved money, bought her own car, and was out of the house by 19. When you have to, you do it, and you just need to be old enough to work and drive.

        But of course we don’t want them to have to do it. I am crying reading about your children and thinking about mine. Maybe we should consider that they are stronger than we realize.

    • itsAJourney says

      March 13, 2015 at 10:35 am

      Brinn, I feel for you. After 3 years of living with my cheater, I’ve peeled away layers of excuses for staying: financial dependence, fear of being alone, fear that I won’t be able to manage my household. I’ve done a LOT of personal work, and I’m down to what I truly feel is the core of my staying; fear of losing my family unit, and especially of putting my two teenage (14/16) boys into an emotional tail spin.

      Like you, I can hardly stomach the thought of, what feels like, dropping a bomb on their (supposedly happy) world. Things are good. Life is good. My kids have been happy and successful. My older 4 are out of the house, and doing wonderfully. I want the same for my teenage boys as well. For the life of me, I can’t comprehend why this wasn’t enough for my serial-cheater husband.

      I had originally planned to stay until the boys graduated from high school. It’s a long time, I know, but I’ve been in this F’d up relationship for nearly 30 years, and 3 years since D-day, so what’s another 4? I thought it would be easier for my boys if they were transitioning into college, and out of the house.

      But guess what? Recently, somebody here at CL gave me a new perspective. I can’t remember who it was, but their response to my “leaving after they graduate” plan was, “what makes you think it will be easier after they graduate?” I gave it a lot of thought… I now realize that I’ve got to deal with this crappy situation BEFORE they graduate. I want to be WITH them. I want to be able to get them into counseling, to deal with the fallout, to give them a sense of safety, and solid foundation as they move into the next stage of their life.

      I wish you the best Brinn.

      On a side note… It makes me spitting mad to think that these serial cheating, narcissistic pigs have ZERO concern for how their behavior affects their families. They just do what they want, and take what they want while everybody around them deals with the fallout.

      • Lizzy says

        March 13, 2015 at 2:23 pm

        I would just like to agree with whoever said “What makes you think it will be easier after they graduate.” For me, D-day and separation occured while my daughter was a freshman in college, less than 2 months after she moved out. There is nothing worse than getting a phone call from a child who is crying so hard she can’t talk… you can’t hold her, you can’t look her in the eye and tell her it will be OK. It is never easy so don’t wait. Like ItsAJourney said, you want to be WITH them.

        • LovedAJackass says

          March 14, 2015 at 10:03 am

          Speaking as a college teacher, I agree that it never gets easier for kids to navigate the break up of a family. In the meantime, they can learn some pretty crippling lessons about pretending that the family is OK, about tolerating abuse and infidelity, and about sacrificing self-respect for “the sake of the children.” Kids at all ages can be amazingly resilient. And if a kid is not resilient–if a kid is fragile–it’s possible to support him or her with good counseling and perhaps therapy that includes all the kids and the Chump.

          Brinn, your son has need of a mother who is happy and vibrant, who can take a few minutes for a hot cup of coffee to think about the day, who feels confident and loved, who can laugh. He has far more need of that mother than any artificially re-constructed “home.” I think you know that but you are scared to risk change. What will your son feel when he leaves home and you divorce? That the divorce is his fault because he grew up and reached for his own life? When cheaters blow up the family, none of the choices are good.

          • brinn says

            March 14, 2015 at 4:57 pm

            I do not disagree with a single word you’ve said. I weighed my options… at the time (over 2 years ago) I chose financial stability over personal happiness. I did the research (tons) and read so many stories of how so many women struggle through financial ruin after a divorce- the kids suffering the most. I was afraid that my son watching me face these daunting obstacles would spin him into depression and he would turn to drugs, sex — and ultimately falling through the cracks with low grades etc.
            I was seeing a therapist at the time and I retained a attorney, their advice given my financial situation, was to keep it together. I am not ignoring any of the stories I’ve read here, or even Tracy’s own life story– but for me, financial stability was a bigger fear that trumped everything else.

            • LovedAJackass says

              March 14, 2015 at 8:57 pm

              Thanks for responding to what we wrote. You did the research and you’re following advice. You sound like your eyes are wide open.

              I get the financial decision and the concern for your son, although I think you would be surprised at the value of struggle in a child’s–that’s the real purpose of sports and music physics and other tough activities. They teach kids that things can be hard and it’s important to persevere. They teach struggle and disappointment and the satisfaction of achievement. In 30 years of teaching, I have NEVER seen a kid fall into alcohol, drugs, sex or leave school because a caring parent was struggling financially. And I taught in inner-city Pittsburgh during the collapse of the steel industry, so there was a lot of massive struggle going on–people losing jobs, homes. Whole neighborhoods in turmoil, churches and schools closing. Just something to think about if you ever change your mind. Your son might be a lot stronger and more resilient than you think.

              But if you’re going to stay for your son, why not make a commitment to your own mental health? What would it take to make you happy in this situation? Dinner out with the girls once a week? A room in the house for yourself? A garden? A hobby like photography or baking? Yoga or zumba or a collie class? Instead of not thinking, why not think in a journal? Or make a vision board? Or spend an hour a week thinking with a therapist or with your best friend over coffee? If you’re going to stay, give yourself and your son the gift of learning how to be happy, even in the toughest of circumstances.

              • LovedAJackass says

                March 14, 2015 at 8:59 pm

                good grief–COLLEGE class, not COLLIE. 🙂

              • KarenE says

                March 14, 2015 at 9:44 pm

                Although a collie class sounds WONDERFUL!!

              • brinn says

                March 15, 2015 at 8:21 am

                *smiles*… Well funny you should mention that. What gives me a sense of purpose now (has been for the last three years actually) is the Basketball Boosters. I began as Vice President and am now President. And my new career that I began after D day… my company manufactures and exports rc racing tires. Did you know that there is an entire industry devoted to rc racing all over the globe? People actually make a substantial living at it!

                Thank you so much for your advice. Each and every word you’ve expressed has not fallen on deaf ears.

            • Jen says

              March 14, 2015 at 11:20 pm

              Sounds like you made the best decision you could make. Sometimes none of the options are glorious, and you have to puck the one that you can live with.

      • Feistypants says

        March 13, 2015 at 8:51 pm

        I also third that comment. Waiting until they graduate doesn’t make it any easier. There’s no magic button that suddenly turns on at 18. There’s no “good time” to go through this shit, plain and simple. It’s shit when they’re 2 and it’s still a rotting pile of shit when they’re 24. It doesn’t grow in equity, there’s no interest or return on the “investment.” You’re only fooling yourself if you play that game.

      • TimeToGo says

        March 14, 2015 at 7:55 am

        My parents spent my high school years miserable. My mom was depressed and almost suicidal, but rather than divorcing they stuck it out. Then the second I hit the college campus she filed. My siblings all agree they should have done it sooner. I understand her reasoning and it would have been difficult either way. My boys are 8 and 10 and I can’t wait any longer. I should have done it 5 years ago but I was not ready.

    • mrsvain says

      March 13, 2015 at 2:41 pm

      i would have stayed for my children too. i never wanted them to have a broken family. never wanted to split holidays and have them shuffle between 2 houses. like Itsajourney said, i was unhappy and stuck in the marriage for 12.5 years, whats another 12.5 years? i would have done anything to keep my children happy, safe and secure (even if it was an illusion) but in my case XH didnt want to do it. he wanted whatever the fuck it was he wanted, since he didnt talk to me i could only guess…..but he wanted to drink. to drink whenever, however, whatever he wanted. he didnt want to have to choice between doing the right thing for your family, wife and kids, he didnt want to be made to “Feel bad” for not coming home after another all nighter out with whoever accepts his drinking. even thou i wasnt saying much towards the end, he still felt bad because he knew he was fucking up…..

      but he just didnt want to try to fix our problems or our marriage. it is beyond my understanding but i could do it alone. believe me i tried. now a year later, a few issues at first with anger and the littlest crying at a drop of a hat, both boys are doing good. in fact they are better then i am doing (only i dont show my damage to them) they are both doing well in school, if not better then before. they have both handled the disappearance of dear old daddy better then i am. they had done counseling and are well on their way.

      i cant say it is “Better” for them but they are doing good. my worries for them were needless because they learned to deal with it themselves. although i am still sad that they have a broken family, that boyman burned his bridges with his own children, and i still worry about the future (mainly when boyman remembers he has boys and wants to visit with them),,,, we are all doing fine. taking one day at a time.

      • mrsvain says

        March 13, 2015 at 2:43 pm

        *couldnt do it alone

        sorry

      • Uniquelyme says

        March 13, 2015 at 7:15 pm

        I, too, stayed for my son, who is now an adult. First cheating was when I was pregnant, and the ex confessed after I gave birth. I kicked him out but forgave him. Fast forward 10 years, and he cheated once again. I filed for divorce this time and he begs and begs for forgiveness and I took him back. Another 13 years and the final OW. Son is now an adult and I kicked out the cheater as fast as I could. Divorce was final within 3 months from the final DDay. Do I regret staying? Yes, I absolutely do. My son turned out to be a wonderful person and I believe he would have turned out the same if I left the cheater sooner. But this is a tough one to “know”. Who truly knows what would happen in our lives had we chosen a different path? There’s no way to play that game and get the “right” answer, so I don’t go there. But whenever I hear about a newly minted chump, I am quick to advise to run because for me, living with a cheater was constantly keeping the outside pretty so I can ignore that my life was actually a living hell.

  5. Friend says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:01 am

    I stayed because he was such a good guy! Never mind that gnawing at my innards.
    Everyone loved him. What was my problem? (this is a guy who strangled his pet monkey with his bare hands because he wanted to taste monkey)… Red flag? (tmi, I know… And yes, he did eat the monkey… And he said it was like killing a small child. )
    🙁

    • ThatGirl says

      March 13, 2015 at 8:27 am

      What?!!!???

      That is probably the most fucked up thing I have read on all the infidelity sites. And let’s face it cheaters do alot of fucked up things. But that is just insane!

      That must have scared the beejeezus out of you!

    • It Is What It Is says

      March 13, 2015 at 8:34 am

      Sociopath much? Wow, just wow.

    • kimmy says

      March 13, 2015 at 8:40 am

      Sorry but this is disturbing! Thank god you are far away from him.

    • StrongerEveryday says

      March 13, 2015 at 8:42 am

      Oh Friend…I wonder why these sociopaths tell us these things, when they are so carefully crafting their “good guy” image to the outside world? Is it because they need the added thrill of seeing the shock and horror on our faces?

    • freevixen says

      March 13, 2015 at 9:26 am

      YIKES!!! What a creepy person on the inside. So glad you got away from him.

    • super_chump says

      March 13, 2015 at 10:18 am

      Good God, he sounds like a sociopath. Poor monkey; terrifying way to die, I’m sure. 🙁 I hope you are safe from him.

    • Tempest says

      March 13, 2015 at 12:23 pm

      One of the first signs of a psychopath is animal cruelty. (and no two ways around it, Friend, your X is a psychopath)

      • Friend says

        March 14, 2015 at 1:08 pm

        Tempest,
        You are so right. I think I was a fool when I met him. I think that the predominate thought in my primitive, young prefrontal-cortex, shit for brains 😉 days was: “I’m gonna get married! I’m gonna have babies.”
        It should have been… “Who does that?” & “Keep me far away from him.”
        On a positive note: Since then, I have found some pretty cool people, like you 🙂

    • Lyn says

      March 13, 2015 at 2:48 pm

      Friend, reading that literally made me feel nauseated.

    • FoolMeTwice says

      March 13, 2015 at 3:15 pm

      That sounds like a serial killer. Wow. WOW. Your ex makes Glad’s ex look normal! Wow!

      Oh, Friend. My heart just aches for what you’ve gone through, but you are being super strong. You are so much better off without this evil presence in your life!

      • FoolMeTwice says

        March 13, 2015 at 3:16 pm

        No offense to Glad.

        • Tempest says

          March 13, 2015 at 4:02 pm

          Monkey-Strangler isn’t even in the same psychopath camp as Dancing Yeti (and poor Friend’s story bears this out).

          • onthehill says

            March 14, 2015 at 3:07 pm

            Mine, on the long side of 20+ years into our marriage, once said to me, “You don’t know everything about me”.

            Believe me, that statement stuck with me – along with, “I like to keep people off balance”.

            He only said these things once – but – he didn’t need to say them any more.

    • Jayne says

      March 13, 2015 at 3:42 pm

      Friend – I asked ‘The Great I Am’ to open tin cans fully and not halfway because I’d been deeply impressed with a public infomercial put out when I was a kid about how half opened cans could inflict serious injuries on scavenging animals (such as dogs). ‘The Great I Am’ scoffed at me with ‘that’ll teach them for scavenging in my bins’. I have always thought that was a despicable attitude and, in hindsight, have seen his attitude there as a major red flag. Strangling his pet monkey though – that, well, I’m horrified. Truly, truly red flags flying everywhere. I’m sure, like me, friend … you’d heard of people like this but simply couldn’t believe that ‘charmer’ (so capable of appearing loving, caring etc) was indeed a cold-blooded psychopath. IMHO – anyone who could have killed their ‘pet’ – and so ‘up close and personal’ (with the exception of necessary euthanasia – i.e. the poor animal is suffering and needs the inevitable death brought forward) is a psychopath. Thank God you got out of there with your life, Friend! xxx

    • cheaterssuck says

      March 13, 2015 at 3:50 pm

      I’m pretty sure one of the big red flags that you have a serial killer on your hands is the willingness to kill cute furry animals. The experts say it’s not much of a leap to killing people once they have been killing animals.

      Yikes! I’m glad you’re away from him, Friend!

      • FoolMeTwice says

        March 13, 2015 at 6:02 pm

        Yeah. And he *ate* the monkey. With or without fava beans, that sounds like Hannibal Lecter. Worst of all, this creature has custody of children!! Friend, I really feel compelled to help in any way I can. Surely this knowledge needs to go in front of a judge?!

        • MountainLily says

          March 13, 2015 at 6:25 pm

          Everyone,
          Thanks. You validate me. I came from a small county. Ex has the cops, the judge, CPS, a few wacko psychiatrists, church, school, daycare, pediatrician and his work (a big company) backing him up. If he left a gap the size of a crack in his system, I would be trying still.
          When we formal that chump militia complete with snipers I will go back to that town. Last time I was illegally thrown in jail for 29 days on charges of: swearing. No joke. 🙁
          Tempest, are you sure he doesn’t deserve the Haldol?

          • MountainLily says

            March 13, 2015 at 6:49 pm

            “yelling profanity” to be precise. Yes. Small towns do this.

          • KT says

            March 13, 2015 at 10:03 pm

            I don’t know the right thing to say here, but… Do whatever you can to protect your children from this monster. Strangling a small child? I was having a hard enough time processing that the monkey died this way, let alone what he said about it. It literally made me cry, and, if he could do this to a monkey while thinking that he could do it to a human. I’m not saying he will, because maybe it doesn’t suit him to do so, but he’s capable (scary). My thoughts are with you.

    • Friend says

      March 14, 2015 at 12:35 pm

      ThatGirl, ItIsWhatItis, Kimmy, Stronger Everyday, FreeVixen, Super_chump, Lyn, FoolMeTwice, Jayne, CheatersSuck, KT, CL, CN,

      This psychopath is a creep. What he has done is scary. Worse than the poor monkey (R.I.P.) is the way that he can con all those people. And my friends who see Ex for what he is, the best they can do is keep me going. So long as I live, I will be fighting for justice and what is right. Some days, like today, the best of my strength is in my pen. I write the truth, and I treasure my life. If I can do something good, then it is time well spent. (My words will be valuable to my children). I learned a lesson the hard way. He told me the monkey story early on in the marriage. Only recently did I get it.
      I am actually sad to share this crap with you. Knowledge can be a heavy burden. I hope we use this knowledge for some good. I cannot change the past. I can only control myself.

  6. StrongerEveryday says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:15 am

    I was cheated on for at least half of my 15 year marriage. He was a serial cheater, and for many years I thought the OW I found out about were *only* EAs. With emotional affairs there is that particularly dreadful space for hopeful chumps, and I stayed. But that was only part of it.

    At first, there were the practical matters: I didn’t have a job, my kids were quite little (the youngest was under 1), and I had stalled out on my dissertation writing. I felt stuck financially. Even after I had a job I still felt stuck; I just couldn’t figure out how I could support my kids on my meager income.

    Then there was my pride. Before the affairs, I already knew my life hadn’t turned out exactly as I had planned, but I knew that my marriage was the one thing I had done that was right. When that rug got swept out from under me, I was desperate to lay it back down and sweep all the affairs under it, just so I could cling to the image that I had at least one part of my life together.

    One other huge part of the reason I stayed for so long is that my parents have a high conflict marriage (what a euphemism!), and I had always vowed that I was going to give my children the example of two parents that loved and respected each other. It took a long time for me realize that I was only maintaining a facade, and the personal price was too high.

    I am so grateful that I was finally hit by the lightning bolt of clarity. It rushed at me all at once, and I knew then that nothing–NOTHING!–was more important than getting away from this toxic cheater. Not public humiliation, not financial devastation, not even the pain I knew my children would feel. I haven’t had a single doubt since that moment. After all the years of pain, it was such a relief.

  7. Susan says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:16 am

    I stayed because he wouldn’t leave the house. He was having an affair with an old college gf 35 years later and she lived hours away. The kids were off at college and we pretended for nearly a year. We didn’t want word to get out when we were selling the house because it would have amounted to a fire sale. Finally told the kids during summer break and they cried for days. It was heart-wrenching but I knew it was over. He was the type of man that once he made a decision, he wouldn’t admit to failure (even thought he has now failed at the biggest thing in his life!) We’ve now been separated for over a year and he filed two years ago this month. The divorce should be signed later this month and I am happy to be free of him.

    I think what made me stay and try to work it out was the disbelief from all our friends and neighbors. I had so many people say to me that they didn’t think he’d go through with it and he’d return. Some still say that but my marriage counselor was one of the best, and he, without being totally direct, asked me what MY plans were for MY future. MC’s message got through to me loud and clear and I bought an apartment and started my life without x. I love my new life and my daughters have recovered and see their dad for the NARC he truly is!

    • hurt1 says

      March 13, 2015 at 9:11 am

      “He was the type of man that once he made a decision, he wouldn’t admit to failure (even thought he has now failed at the biggest thing in his life!)”

      My ex is an engineer. There are no failures in engineering or planes would drop from the sky, buildings would crumble, bridges would snap, factory production lines would shut down, etc. Engineers draw up plans, double plans & even back-up plans. There is no black & white – it is done correctly or not at all. In hindsight his “plan” to leave was drawn up without me knowing. I came across an outline/list of his “to-dos” on leaving the marriage – one bullet point was “Other woman – who needs to know right away?” His decision was to leave was FINAL – even renting an apartment 2 weeks after dday – again with out my knowledge. He’ll never, ever admit what he did was wrong because engineers are never wrong.

      I didn’t have time to “stay” as he was gone 3 weeks after dday

      • Mommy Chump says

        March 13, 2015 at 12:41 pm

        Wow- what you describe is my X as well. He is a professor in an applied physics field and we met in graduate school when we had math and physics classes together. He has NEVER been able to admit he has made a mistake in anything in the 25 years I have known him – even stupid tiny things, and like your X , he completely planned his exit. He announced the marriage was over a few days before we were supposed to leave for Europe for a month, and walked out the door two days later – moving in with OW (very young divorced woman with young kid) and my daughter and aka essentially never saw or heard from him again – he completely abandoned his teenage daughter and replaced her with OW young son. He claims he “only” had an emotional affair with OW and yet what woman would kick her parents out and invite a married man she supposedly barely knew to come live in her house with her and her young child? Something is rotten in Denmark with that story.

        In addition to never admitting he was wrong, he could never loose at anything and is super competitive about everything. He could t even let our daughter occasion win at a game when she was very little and I always wondered what kind of person derived satisfaction from beating a 4 year old at a board game.

        • moxie says

          March 13, 2015 at 1:49 pm

          OMG! Mine used to do that! He would even CHEAT to win at “Ca ndyLand” or “Go Fish”!

          What grown ass man cheats to beat little kids at a GAME that is supposed to be fun?!?!

          What do kids learn if they NEVER win? They learn IT WILL ALWAYS SUCK to hang out with you!

          And to think he’s probably lamenting this very minute to some pair of panties that his ex wife never lets him see his kids.

          ****sigh****

          • Jen says

            March 13, 2015 at 5:43 pm

            That is really weird. I thought it was weird that my ex was jealous of my dogs. He even called one of them “a little asshole.” When a man feels competitive with a pet he has a serious ego problem.

      • TheMuse says

        March 13, 2015 at 1:15 pm

        My ex is not an engineer but a remodeling contractor, who also happens to be very OCD. I found a similar checklist during the awful days Post D-Day. There was a pie chart showing where he was going to move his personal possessions to, one of which said the name of a city 150 miles away. Later he said OW was interviewing for a job there. There was a bullet pointed list with things crossed off as already done (rent P.O. box, copy files) and at the end of the list it said “Clip toenails.” I found that downright amusing.

      • Lyn says

        March 13, 2015 at 3:33 pm

        hurt1, your story is very similar to mine. Ex had everything planned out, had already seen a lawyer and had list of assets thought out, etc. He kept pressing me to hurry up and negotiate within days of dropping the bomb on me. I was so incredibly traumatized I couldn’t think straight. The cold calculations were truly mind boggling.

        • TheMuse says

          March 13, 2015 at 8:22 pm

          evil.

        • hurt1 says

          March 14, 2015 at 9:19 am

          Lyn, yes he kept pressing me too! The only contact we had was his insistent email lists of who gets what – lopsided to benefit him of course. My IC had me once reply saying that I had loved him for so long & was still too in shock to make such decisions. He then berated me about accepting the fact that I needed to get on with my own life & let him live his. His coldness is still traumatizing to think about. When I had a nervous breakdown & was hospitalized 3 months after dday I never heard from him or his family ever again.

      • willow humpx30 says

        March 14, 2015 at 3:10 pm

        My cheater is an engineer!!! Plans everything! Even sex. Everything is super organized. This is what is so scary. I don’t know what he is planning at any given moment. Am I going to get blind sided? This is why I am getting all my ducks in a row and gathering all docs on his affair spending. It is frightening to think he is stashing money into secret accts so he can make a great escape leaving me in the lurch. I know it all boils down to money with this guy. Money and image. For as long as I can remember he is always counting it, figuring out ways to better increase his net worth. Always. And never fails at anything (his perception of himself).

        • willowchumpx30 says

          March 14, 2015 at 4:11 pm

          Had to laugh at the above… It’s willowchump damn auto correct

    • IHaveHate says

      March 14, 2015 at 11:39 am

      No failure for him either. He is very competitive and a ‘winner’ in his business, always at the top across the US for what he does.
      He said to me a few times in the 10 years (about his ex’s) when I’m done, I’m done! Little did I realize that it would apply to me too!

      • willowchumpx30 says

        March 14, 2015 at 3:40 pm

        Mine says the same thing too! When he is done with friends, colleagues, or family, he never looks back. Cuts them off. If you cross him or are no longer useful you get cut off. Many many years ago I told him he must be emotionally detached to be able to do that. How prophetic my words were. Wish I would have payed closer attention to what that meant.

  8. chump-ness says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:21 am

    Love, disbelief, fear, humiliation and guilt. I loved my stbx, i meant every word of those marriage vows.like the good chumps before me, i couldn’t believe he could do these things to someone he loved. But he did. I’m a new chump at 32 and a 12 years relationship (a baby compared to the strong chumps that survived 20 plus years!) so it is truely scary to deal with divorce when my friends were dealing with their first born children. I am also humiliated… I should have seen the signs but didn’t. He was cheating with a graduate co worker, so it wasn’t just his family that knew before me, but coworkers too. What a joke. But, i haven’t shaken the guilt completely yet… By the time my Stbx confessed he’d well and truely passed the buck to me for his cheating and shifted his own responsibility to his “depression”. CL Nation is so amazing to make me realise this is all mindfuckery. It makes having to do all the paperwork to undo our marriage and sell our house more bearable even though i’m not the one that wanted out. 6 weeks to go until I can divorce his sorry arse and start over from scratch. Hanging in there!

    • Erbrown83 says

      March 13, 2015 at 10:48 am

      Chump-ness – I feel you completely! I am 31 and a 14 year relationship. All of my friends are married with little ones or little ones on the way. I have a 5 year old with him. We were actually going through infertility treatments to have another baby right around Dday #1. I was in complete denial, ashamed, scared…. He was cheating with a co-worker 10 years younger (he was her boss- she has since switched locations at my insistence after Dday #1) but the humiliation that all of the co-workers knew my marriage was over before I even knew there was a problem. After Dday..I don’t know maybe #5… i know right… he also claimed depression. Started taking supplements, made a Dr appt, thanked me endlessly for sticking by him while he figured out his “illness”… basically used it as a get out of jail free card that I happily took and ran with because of my need to “get him healthy” (barf). Next Dday there wasn’t a choice… on anyones part. I printed out screen shots of his cute little lovey conversation (quoting song lyrics and saying how their “true love can conquer all- again BARF) threw said screen shots on the counter and asked when he was moving out.

      • chump-ness says

        March 14, 2015 at 4:31 am

        Oh erbrown83, that sounds awful 🙁 I think it’s particularly hard when cheaterpants shift responsibility onto serious illness. At least you were decisive when you had hard evidence! I regret not unequivocally throwing him out at the begining. He did more damage in false reconciliations afterwards. All the best… stay strong, you deserve every happiness 🙂

        • IHaveHate says

          March 14, 2015 at 12:02 pm

          Yes, chump-ness…..”I think it’s particularly hard when cheaterpants shift responsibility onto serious illness”. And like the XPOS shifted to blaming depression because of the death of his son when I asked many times what was wrong.(this was BEFORE any DDay!)

          • willowchumpx30 says

            March 14, 2015 at 3:45 pm

            Mine told me I had been selfish for the past 20 years. Coincidentally that’s when I had my first child. Yeah, selfishly caring for a child while he continued to travel the world and enjoy business trips with private jets and all that partying. Yep, I was selfish and tired and haggard. But I never begrudged him his fun. Always happy for him, wishing him safety and a good time. I was such an idiot.

    • LovedAJackass says

      March 14, 2015 at 10:38 am

      “i couldn’t believe he could do these things to someone he loved.”–That’s at the core of much chump paralysis. Shock and disbelief because we believed them when they said they loved us. But clearly that word–and the vows, the promises, the memories, the responsibilities, the hoped-for future–did not mean the same thing to them. It’s hard to believe that we loved someone with our whole hearts who in essence has no heart.

      • IHaveHate says

        March 14, 2015 at 12:04 pm

        LAJ……….▲▲▲THIS!!!▲▲▲

  9. kimmy says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:25 am

    Fear. He was all I knew. We were high school sweethearts. I was afraid of what my life would become. Would I be able to handle seeing him with this OW at our kids school events? Would I be able to handle dating again? I feared ever trusting anyone ever again. Best to stay with him and know what I was dealing with than eventually date and perhaps find someone far worse than him. After all…….all the good ones are taken!! WRONG!!!! Mostly, I worried about our two daughters having a normal childhood. My parents are still married after fifty years and I couldn’t imagine what my life would have been like had they been divorced when I was my daughters ages. I wanted so much for my girls. I still do.

    It took me a while but I realized I was not happy. I was not the “mom” I should have been for my kids because I was too busy worrying about what fucktard was doing behind our backs. In the end, it was because of them that I made my final move and forced the divorce. And I have never been happier! I fully intend for my girls to have the very best life has to offer and I know they can have it even without their dad under the same roof as us.

    • Donna says

      March 13, 2015 at 9:40 pm

      Kimmy, you were very wise. I wasted so much time on him that I could have spent on myself and kids. That took a lot of courage. We are much better off being alone than alone in a relationship.

    • LovedAJackass says

      March 14, 2015 at 10:40 am

      Your kids will be better off with a strong, happy mother who isn’t teaching them to live a lie. My parents stayed together for over 40 years and it’s taken me a lifetime to unlearn the crazy stuff I learned in childhood.

  10. conniered says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:29 am

    I never got the chance to stay. He was no contact from the get go and looking back now I am thankful. But the morning after DDay, I emailed him with requirements (just 3) to save our marriage. He didn’t bite. But I sent the email to begin with because I was stunned. I wondered if it was real. I couldn’t understand why, now that I knew the truth, he wasn’t apologizing. I was angry and devastated after that. Angry for our son and my heart was completely broken. I blamed myself for a short time. Then I found Chump Lady. It’s now been about 8 months and he has not even dared to ask to come back. He knows better. I made my boundaries clear I think. But, deep down, I also know he doesn’t want to come back. Ever. So. I move on. Find happiness.

    • Mommy Chump says

      March 13, 2015 at 12:57 pm

      That is my story – I had no chance to stay either. He secretly made all the choices and then one day announced he was going. I too had a list of a few things that would have to happen if he were to come back but he also never bit. In retrospect it was the best thing for me and my daughter. No chance for multiple d-days, unicorns, or the reconciliation complex. since he also abandoned his child there was no custody battle. I am so much happier 2 years later and divorced of that ass. But I certainly do have issues – I am not at a point where I have any desire for a relationship with another adult that involves intimate trust. I know great chumps are out there and maybe someday I will meet one. But for now I want to be the crazy cat lady (two dogs, cat, 5 horses and would like some Silkie bantams too 🙂 who lives on my small farm surrounded by sentient creatures I know I can trust and who really love me – this includes my amazing teenage daughter. I enjoy teaching and being around people by day, but I also love the freedom to live life on my terms.

      • LovedAJackass says

        March 14, 2015 at 10:50 am

        Mommy Chump, your story (including cats!) resonates with me. I don’t have kids, and Jackass didn’t even announce he was going. He just slid slowly out the door. I didn’t find out about the MOW until he was pretty well totally gone. And then of course no apology–just a shitload of blame shifting. When I read your post, I wondered if that kind of “discard” leaves chumps in a place where any desire for another relationship that involved “Intimate trust.” I’ve got my 2 cats, the wild critters on my 2 acres, including the turkeys who show up every night as I pull into the driveway after yoga wanting a little critter crunch. I am a teacher, too, and that keeps me plugged into a life that’s rich with energy, love and learning. But in my case, I think this encounter with someone who so clearly showed me that I didn’t matter to him was what it took to get me to focus on my own life and development instead of always looking to be part of a couple.

        • IHaveHate says

          March 14, 2015 at 12:14 pm

          MommyC & LAJ……..but I want to be with someone and trust etc again! I don’t like being alone! I love companionship. BUT the ever nagging STD that XPOS left me with has me feeling that I have no other option but solo and that’s a WOW factor for me. Disbelief and VERY hard to accept.

          • LovedAJackass says

            March 14, 2015 at 9:13 pm

            I’m thinking that trusting someone again will involve first trusting yourself to make better judgments (fixing that picker, knowing about character disorder, changing the patterns that left you vulnerable to a cheater). Then it will mean managing your boundaries as you get to know a person and refusing to spackle or deny what you learn about him. And if he left you with an STD maybe you’ve got a little PTSD going on so perhaps some therapy willl get you over the stuck point.

            Now in my case, I need to find a guy around 60 ( + or – a year or two), smart, funny, strong, healthy….

  11. nicolette14 says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:37 am

    I stayed for another 3 years after the first D-day because I just couldn’t believe this “good guy” wasn’t the good guy that I so believed, so wanted to believe…He was extremely good at denying, lying, incredible at gaslighting. Looking back I cant believe I still tried to work it out, because he seemed so remorseful, but I found out later, in reality, while he was being “remorseful” with real tears, he never stopped his cheating, lying. I loved the mask, the man he presented himself to be and I so wanted to believe this good guy I cared for so much couldn’t be that kind of a low life scum…But he was/is the low life scum, parasite all along, the truth was incredibly hurtful and the good guy I loved so much didn’t exist and when I stopped listening to his words, looked at his actions, the proof and judged him with his actions, the truth was there all along, it took me a while to come to grips with the reality, that’s what kept me there for another 3 years…

    • Einstein says

      March 13, 2015 at 6:02 pm

      Yup…that. And everything CL said.

      • LovedAJackass says

        March 14, 2015 at 10:52 am

        What Einstein said.

    • Hopeful Cynic says

      March 13, 2015 at 8:45 pm

      I think I stayed mostly due to sleep deprivation and not thinking clearly. I loved this man so deeply and completely that I just knew he’d ‘wake’ up from the fog and do the right thing if I was patient enough with him. It took six months of mini-d-days before his ongoing deception finally got through to me and I realized that the man I had loved had always been a facade. I was the one who had to wake up.

      • IHaveHate says

        March 14, 2015 at 12:17 pm

        Hopeful………absolutely right! I had to wake up too; this is who he is. I just never knew it.

    • Donna says

      March 14, 2015 at 6:46 pm

      Many chumps believed as I did that they were “good guys”. X always said what a good guy he was. And his bar whore said you lost a good guy. The truth is that he lost a GOOD WOMAN. I gained my life back. What I lost was my ability to tolerate an asshole.

      • LovedAJackass says

        March 14, 2015 at 9:14 pm

        [applause]

      • Roberta says

        March 14, 2015 at 9:54 pm

        Clap, Clap,Clap! This!!!

  12. ChumpN says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:43 am

    I am still trying to figure out why I stayed, even before the cheating. He is an abusive, manipulative asshole and I am mostly grateful to be out now. It does still hurt though. I don’t miss him but I am grieving for the lost years I suppose.

    After the cheating, I was so broken, I was in pieces, totally isolated. I suppose the classic symptoms of abuse. He walked out within minutes of my discovering and I was a walking zombie.

    He sleazed his way back home before I was strong enough to protect myself. Once the anger hit, after about 3 months, I was not the same woman he left. If I was going to remain married to him the bar was raised. I needed, demanded better than it had ever been. He was still an abusive asshole. The first time I stood up to him, he beat me.

    I still stayed!!!

    The second affair, I found a text and again he was out in minutes. I had learned though. I took his keys off his ring before I confronted him. Then every single thing he owned went out the front door in the snow and mud, no garbage bags. I even carried a bureau from the second floor and threw it out the door.

    So why did I stay??? I was holding on to hope. I was hoping that the man I fell in love with was still in there. The man that treated me like gold for 2 years and then turned into Jekyll and Hyde. I did not want to accept that the horror of him was the real him. This was my second marriage, in the beginning I felt like finally I had met someone that really loved me.

    Many issues from childhood for me. Alcoholic parent, abuse, you name it. I used to tell x “if I had to go through all of that to get to this life with you, then it was worth it”. Honestly, I think he used my history to manipulate me and worse, I allowed it. I forgave things I never should have forgiven, I failed to protect myself.

    I guess it all comes down to not valuing myself enough.

    • Lyn says

      March 13, 2015 at 3:45 pm

      ChumpN, I can relate to “I failed to protect myself.”

    • nicolette14 says

      March 13, 2015 at 4:23 pm

      I am sorry ChumpN, I also failed to protect myself, well at least I did in the end, especially financially. He didn’t get to con me out of my home and anything else I owned as he had planned. He just got to live a very good life for free off my back for a while, but I smile to myself now, knowing he never will again.. Big hugs!

    • LovedAJackass says

      March 14, 2015 at 10:54 am

      This sentence belongs in the Chump Nation sentence hall of fame: ” I did not want to accept that the horror of him was the real him.”

      • IHaveHate says

        March 14, 2015 at 12:22 pm

        Thanks LAJ! I just used this in my final letter to the XPOS going out to him on my bday!!! Setting myself free!!! (I hope!).

        • LovedAJackass says

          March 14, 2015 at 9:15 pm

          You’ll be free if you want to be. That’s the great thing about being a grown up!

  13. One Step at a Time says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:44 am

    Why did I stay? What a fantastic question. Thankfully, I stayed only 6 months after Dday, but of course it took Dday2 to realize that it was over.

    Why did I stay? Looking back, I know that I shouldn’t have and wish I hadn’t. But don’t we all love the gift of hindsight?

    I stayed for many different reasons:

    1. I loved him. The man I married and spent most of my life with was a fun, loving husband for many years.

    2. Financial dependence. I didn’t think I would be able to make it on my own.

    3. The children. I didn’t want this to define them.

    4. I didn’t want to be “one of those people”. Most of my friends and co-workers are married.

    5. I am a fixer. I fix situations. I fix problems. I could fix him!

    6. Excuses. “He was going through a mid-life crisis.” “She seduced him and he just made a mistake.” “I didn’t pay enough attention to him.” “I didn’t make him happy enough.”

    7. Fear. What would happen to me? What would my future be? I couldn’t picture my life without my marriage and my family intact.

    8. Embarrassment. How would I tell people? Would people think it was my fault? Would people think less of me?

    Having some time to contemplate the reasons, I know that none of them were important enough to make me stay with a cheater. One reason I did stay was because I was so embarrassed and didn’t tell anyone after Dday. I finally shared with friends after Dday2. I didn’t have the wise counsel of friends or the wonderful advice of CL and ChumpNation to tell me “Hell to the NO! FUCK that shit!”

    I keep moving forward because there is no going back!!

    • Mommy Chump says

      March 13, 2015 at 1:08 pm

      Totally agree with your reasons – even though he walked out and never looked back, I certainly experienced everything in your list. Within a week of his departure, while he was trying to get me to agree to give our teenager the story “that we just grew apart” I put my foot down and told the ass “no way”. If he was walking out for his affaire partner then that was the story our daughter was hearing. I wasn’t going to take blame for his poor choices. I also gave him 1 week to tell her or she would hear my version of his bad behavior. My biggest advice to chumps is to make sure the kids know the truth about the dog turd’s cheating ways – don’t spackle. Your kids will respect you for your morality and strength and will quickly see the cheater for what they are. Also, don’t let the cheater control the narrative to your kids and rewrite trying to put themselves in a good light and you as the awful person. Keep in front of the cheater as they try to rewrite your history.

      • mrsvain says

        March 13, 2015 at 3:01 pm

        i totally remember telling Xh that we need to tell the kids together. in my mind, i was thinking he would have to face the pain he was causing the children. i wanted him to see their faces when we told them that “daddy” was leaving. maybe i was hoping that he would change his mind and finally do the right thing to fix it, i dont know. i wasnt thinking of telling the children “reasons” but i knew i didnt want to face them alone. boyman said after i told him that….”ya, so they can hear MY side of the story” and “So the kids know my reasons too not just what you are telling them”

        i was thinking WTF do you mean YOUR side of the story. i didnt realize we had two different stories to tell the kids. i actually hadnt told the children ANYTHING, but was still spackling for him. in fact, i hadnt even told the kids that i kicked XH out, i was still telling them that dear old daddy was working late, coming home after they fell asleep and leaving before they woke up. i finally ended up telling them the truth later, without boyman because he couldnt face his children pains (or mine either).

        the boys know about dear old dads girlfriend and that it is not ok to have a girlfriend when you are married. they know it was not the first time he has cheated. and now that he has disappeared, we dont have to worry about HIS side of the story.

      • One Step at a Time says

        March 13, 2015 at 4:40 pm

        My Xh wanted to tell the kids the reason we were divorcing was a stupid shit story of “growing apart”, “finding happiness”, or some other bullshit. There was NO way I was going to abide by the “grew apart” narrative. “Your father is a lying, cheater” is not the narrative your children want to hear, but they deserved the truth however unpleasant! Our children were old enough to figure it out anyway, and I wasn’t going to be the liar. If he was so “opposed” to them knowing about him cheating with Howorker, it sure didn’t take long him after that to bring her into their lives. What a dick!!!

    • LovedAJackass says

      March 14, 2015 at 11:04 am

      One Step, that shame we feel at the end of a marriage keeps chumps from getting the help they need to end the marriage. Telling our stories to family members and friends (but only those we can trust will have our backs) can give us the perspective on behavior that we have experienced in the privacy of marriage, in secret, behind closed doors. Last night I was talking to my best friend about my marriage to the drinker (not Jackass the cheater). She said, “You weren’t imagining things. I was there. I saw it. You were right to leave.” Even though I know in my head I tried with my whole heart and did my best, it’s my friend who can reflect back the reality of a situation, rather than my guilt or self-blame. It’s hard when a bad marriage leaves a chump isolated. That’s when a good therapist can help us sort of the truth about the life we are living.

      • Jen says

        March 16, 2015 at 5:30 am

        The first time I confronted him, he said, “you’re crazy.” I was shocked at the tone because he had never spoken to me that way before. Never been disrespectful or cold. We had never fought or raised voices to each other. I debated whether or not I was really, in fact crazy. The facts would seem to indicate otherwise, but I wasn’t sure. He was such a terrific guy, and I am not always a terrific girl.

        So I called his friend who had accompanied him on his business trip. This friend was always kind of made fun of in our social circle at work. He was a more moral version of Micheal Scott, if you will. He really wanted people to like him and that was off putting to the cool kids. I told friend, “I know I’m putting you in a very awkward position, but I think that L cheated on me. He is telling me I’m crazy.”

        He paused and said three words. “You’re not crazy.” I thanked him and said that was all I needed to know. This guy should’ve lied for his friend who was very popular at work where he was not. This is the kind of guy I should’ve been with. He is a chump too. Why are we chumps only attracted to people who seem somewhat disinterested in us?

        • ReDefiningMe says

          March 16, 2015 at 11:34 am

          I got “you’re crazy” quite a bit, and like that lobster in the pot, you’re so removed from normal by that time, you think, “maybe I AM crazy…” instead of “what kind of shitty husband calls their wife crazy?”

          I knew there was something very, very wrong. I even had this crazy re-curring dream that was my sub-consicous’ way of trying to tell me that. But I stayed for many of the same reasons: I wanted to be married; I wanted to believe that he could be the man he was on the good days; I had such a hard time becoming a mom, and I didn’t want to leave my 2 pre-schoolers (I was at home FT with them); I didn’t have a job and was scared financially; I’d made vows before God; he had demonstrated some scary signs that he was mentally ill (or just evil or both), and I thought mentally ill was covered under “in sickness and in health” – but I guess most of all, I was scared. He was from another country, and would make comments about how connected his family was, and how he could do anything/have anything/make anything happen and nobody could stop him. I thought that if I left him, he’d take the kids and I’d never see them again.

          So, in retrospect, it was a complete blessing when the primary OW got tired of waiting, and threatened to dump his ass if he didn’t get back over to her. Oh, and since he failed to mention he had our second child, and had told her that our oldest “probably wasn’t his” in an attempt to minimize/cover up the fact we were still married, he left us without a backward glance. Like other cheaters on here, he didn’t take any pictures or mementos of a 10+ year marraige or his kids. Nothing. So I got to file a “missing spouse” divorce and pay for everything; and he still owes over 6 figures in court costs and back child support – but the kids and I have our freedom, our safety, and each other. The kids have not seen him since, and we’re on our second protective order to assure that it stays that way. So, fear – dark, cold fear – kept me stuck. I still feel that way sometimes when things don’t go his way in his shiny, new life, and he tried to blame me. I still look over my shoulder often; and probably always will. I hate that my kids are/were in daycare so much – but they only have a few, blurry memories of him and the crazy, evil stuff – so I’ll take it. I used to pray and pray and pray that God would save my family – and it turns out He did. He saved us by letting the exH leave.

  14. trying2fly says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:45 am

    I have been with the asshole since I was 17. Married at 18, first child at 19. My 16th wedding anniversary is in two weeks. I have been cheated on since the first year and every year since. 4 kids later, numerous separations throughout the marriage the emotional and pychological abuse registered on the terrifying end of the scale. The most terrifying was not knowing i was being abused emotionally and pychologically and what i was feeling and thinking for 15yrs had a name! I clung to him because I loved him more than I loved myself and children. I never let go because I honestly believed no one can love him better than I could. I stayed because I didn’t want the 50+ whores he’s brought into the sanctuary of my sacred vows to win. I stayed because he had near destroyed every ounce of my self-esteem that I believed no one will ever want a woman with 4 young children. I stayed because it was terrifying thinking of a future without him in it.Its almost 6months since I took flight. I am off the crazy train and I’m still reeling and trying to wrap my head around the fact “this is it” “its over”. I know in my heart I.AM.DONE.

    • mrsvain says

      March 13, 2015 at 3:05 pm

      YES!! and good job to you!! i remember feeling everything you just said. i honestly thought nobody could love him better then i did. well apparently i am easily replaced by a married, ghetto, no values, no morals, no integrity, oompa loompa hood rat who didnt keep her own marriage vows nor take care of her own children. i am still trying to figure that one out, well not anymore because It. Just. Doesnt. Matter. Now…..

      wishing you well on your journey
      hugs

      • trying2fly says

        March 14, 2015 at 9:19 am

        Thanks MrsVain, have missed seeing your posts in the forum.

        Our assholes might wake up one day with a A-HA! Moment and realise what they discarded in pursuit of strange pussies or they might not. I fantasize mine having this aha moment when hes a wrinkling sack of shit and finally realised how GOOD he had it. Or they might go the rest of their lives being the shallow narcisstic asshole that they are selfishly unaware of the destruction they’ve caused.

  15. agingbeauty says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:47 am

    Fear – and refusing to fail. I honestly thought I could tell him to get rid of OW, he would, and all would go back to normal. But it didn’t work out that way. He had a three year head start in emotionally leaving the marriage, and the war was lost before I even realized there was a problem. The two years between DDay and him leaving were among the hardest of my life. I totally bought into the reconciliation industry hopium, and spent so much time, money, and energy trying to resuscitate my marriage. Total waste of time.

    If I knew then what I know now, I would have followed my gut instinct in the wee hours of that July morning as I sat there staring at the phone records showing his thousands of text messages to OW: put his sh*t on the lawn, change the locks, and file for divorce. Because he didn’t deserve five more minutes of my time, let alone two more years. His every action since has proved it.

    • Erbrown83@gmail.com says

      March 13, 2015 at 10:30 am

      “He had a three year head start in emotionally leaving the marriage, and the war was lost before I even realized there was a problem.” PERFECT STATEMENT!

      • Mommy Chump says

        March 13, 2015 at 1:08 pm

        I agree – perfect summary

      • IHaveHate says

        March 14, 2015 at 3:10 pm

        That’s a positively perfect statement! Mine had a 2 year start on me (that I know of; I think it was more like entire 10 years now).

    • One Step at a Time says

      March 13, 2015 at 11:32 am

      “He had a three year head start in emotionally leaving the marriage, and the war was lost before I even realized there was a problem.”

      This! ^^^^^^^

      • NCStevie says

        March 13, 2015 at 12:24 pm

        Ditto ^^^^ THIS!!!^^^^ only my time frame was about two years for the final withdrawal, he never allowed himself to truly commit emotionally. My opinion looking back on 8 years. Now after 7 months he finally admitted (what I already knew) that he “should” have ended us before beginning something new, and of course because he has admitted and said sorry (with all of the remorse of behaving as though he stepped on my toe) I’m supposed to be able to just “move on” and pretend the last 7 months never happened. The betrayal, neglect, disrespect, lies, cheating, gaslighting, blaming, tormenting….. etc. Stupid dick.

        • mrsvain says

          March 13, 2015 at 3:10 pm

          yep yep yep!! my time frame was a year. but holy cow!! how can a man disengage from aa commitment that was was 14.5 years in just ONE YEAR!!! well, a man that never allowed himself to truly commit emotionally in the first place.

          and after the divorce was final on March 20, 2014, i was also expected to “get over it” in a matter of months. his hood rat told me over and over to “get over it” (and he let her). but i never got an “i’m sorry” or anything. i am still not sure WTF happened on HIS side. all he ever told me was “it was all my fault”

          • IHaveHate says

            March 14, 2015 at 3:13 pm

            We may have lost the battle, but we won the war!! CHEATER FREE!!!!

          • NCStevie says

            March 14, 2015 at 6:53 pm

            I’ve told mine I hope he SUFFERS for what he has done, actually BOTH of them. His cheater whore is married with three boys. Told him they are both cheating pieces of shit.

    • WhichWayDidSheGo says

      March 13, 2015 at 1:09 pm

      Echoing the rest. In my case in was only eight months that she was evaluating my worthiness, during which time she had me buy an electric car for her to drive. She left me and I was left with a car that doesn’t go anywhere.

      • syringa says

        March 13, 2015 at 11:46 pm

        That reminded me of an
        old joke wwdsg….’why do you need a motor when you’re going down hill?’

        • TheClip says

          March 14, 2015 at 8:25 am

          Cause you HAVE to make it up the next hill. He might have dragged me and our life down a slippery slope of lies and deceit… coasting all the way down…he didnt plan on me having back up engines to fire up.
          I am fired up. He can stay at the bottom. I got places to go.

          • trying2fly says

            March 14, 2015 at 9:23 am

            Love it, the Clip. Lol!

  16. Matilda says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:48 am

    If I were just making the decision for me alone, I would never stay with a cheater. I ended my first marriage, of 10 years (no kids), because first WH cheated.

    On Dday (current & 2nd marriage) —–which was 3 years,10 mos,& 3 days ago— I asked him to leave. He moved in with his mother, a few blocks away. We were separated for 4 mos because he would not stop seeing the coworker Slunt.

    When I started Divorce mediation, he asked me to give us another chance—stated it was over with COW.
    OW has since moved across the country.
    I stayed because I wanted our 4 kids to grow up in a 2 parent home. Also, I didn’t want our kids around that lowlife Slunt.
    Meanwhile, I guess I am untangling the skein for both of us. It has come to light that WH’s narcissistic mother is responsible for a lot of the damage in our marriage, & I have gone no contact with her.
    We are still in MC.

    In 2 1/2 years, we will have an empty nest—–then I will re-evaluate.

    • Moving Liquid says

      March 13, 2015 at 10:38 am

      “Wayward Husband” is far too nice a term for cheaters.

    • Donna says

      March 13, 2015 at 7:21 pm

      Matilda, I never wanted to have a whore raising my children. I couldn’t imagine having to live with that. His picker this time gave him an abusive woman who has anger issues, and was arrested for domestic assault and various other charges. Her son is just like her. They are violent. My children are all adults and while I regret staying I sacrificed my dignity and sanity. I should have left much sooner. He just got worse over time.

  17. Thankful says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:49 am

    Fear of loss.
    Serious FOO issues- loss of a father through death, loss of the man who raised me through divorce.
    The desire to be a good Christian wife, understanding love is a choice.
    Fear of judgment.
    Of not being supportive or submissive enough.
    Fear of loosing my children.
    Hope.
    That my marriage would improve.
    That if I just tried hard enough to be the wife I am suppose to be he would love me as a husband should.
    If I fixed me then things would get better.
    That I was the problem – I should be grateful that he had not left me.
    I should be grateful that he was willing to put up with my moodiness, my depression, my angry default setting, my endless desire for us to get ahead as a family.
    That he would one day be the husband I saw glimps of and hoped he would fully become.

    Why did I stay? To quote a banner my mother had in our kitchen when I was a child.
    Because I was a mushroom!
    I was kept in the dark and fed nothing but bullshit.

    • mrsvain says

      March 13, 2015 at 3:15 pm

      “Hope.
      That my marriage would improve.
      That if I just tried hard enough to be the wife I am suppose to be he would love me as a husband should.”

      i think we all felt this one. i was doing all the right things. i invested so much into our marriage. Hell, i forgave him for ALL THE SHIT he did in the past, that has to account for SOMETHING. it was completely beyond me that he would never love me as a husband should.

    • RockStarWife says

      March 15, 2015 at 2:57 pm

      I, too, stayed (primarily) because I was afraid to lose my children. I was afraid that my STBX would physically hurt them. I also did not want to experience the pain of not getting to see our children every day, as I had for several years. (Cheating STBX was gone for most of our children’s lives.) After STBX filed and moved out, he got to have the kids for every other weekend and some weekdays. I miss our kids and worry about them, but I can’t protect them when they are out of my presence. I hope that they will be OK.

      Furthermore, I stayed because I was a grad student who had hoped to finish a doctorate and had no income.

      The good news about being dumped by cheating narcissistic STBX was an old friend (also a chump) gladly took STBX’s place. New guy is a tremendous upgrade! Being loved is strange but wonderful.

  18. TheMuse says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:49 am

    I didn’t stay with the Cheater; the very night I realized he was cheating, and confronted him about it when he got home from his “date,” which he at first denied then blameshifted –> after asking him to try counseling (he refused), begging him to stay (yeah, I know) then listening to hours of garbage and blame emanating from his mouth, I told him he had to leave. He initially protested that too, then left. He never came back but for 6 mos. tried getting me to play pick me but only so he could manipulate me to give him $$ (which I had in my initial trauma, offered to do to ‘help’ him, the poor sausage). When I went NC with him at 6 mos. out, and told him I’d lawyered up he was livid, then commenced smear campaign against me w/our former friends (some chose him, god bless their attempts at Switzerland);

    Looking back, and having done therapy for seven months, I realize and acknowledge that the relationship itself was abusive and unhealthy because he is arguably very high on the narcissism spectrum, has sexual deviance and anger issues, to say the least; post DDay I found out he was a serial cheater, had at least one prior OW and never stopped being involved with his prior GF to me, for the first 7-9 years he lived with me and my kids. I am so very relieved and glad that this man is out of my life and that my children were not damaged by him.

    I realized he was abusive during the relationship, but always excused it. I chose to stay with him anyway…. just like you keep wearing an old pair of shoes till it falls apart perhaps. I am a loyal, faithful and trusting person. Generous and giving, as well. This made me a perfect target for a man who is willing to use someone else, lie to them, cheat on them, mooch off them and laugh it all off in the end with “hey, you didn’t object!” Lesson learned. Boundaries are my challenge now.

    I have been rebuilding my life with my dignity intact. It hasn’t been easy or inexpensive. It’s been 100x harder than my first divorce 20 years ago when I left with 3 kids under the age of 12 in the middle of my 2nd yr in grad school. Cheater now lives with OW. We weren’t married but were together 16 years during which I was breadwinner, Mommy, sextoy you name it, he asked and he got it from me. But I’m a doormat NO MORE. There is only one legal tie left binding us (a shared asset) and sooner or letter something’s going to give and that will get resolved as well. I’m much older than I was when I went through a divorce 20 years ago… it’s been tough, painful, lonely and crazymaking. But I’m getting there. And ultimately SO GLAD I kicked that cheater to the curb! So very grateful for Chump Lady and all the members of Chump Nation. My recovery has been speeded up and kicked into hyperdrive by reading this site daily and using the forum.

    • Tempest says

      March 13, 2015 at 11:20 am

      I’m with you,TheMuse. In the pit of my stomach, I knew there was no returning from an affair (even just an EA, as he claimed at first). I had already recognized that there was emotional abuse taking place in the relationship, and wondered how much self-respect I had to eat to stay in the marriage. My answer? “no more”

      Pulled all my clothes out of the master bedroom & moved upstairs, started looking for sublets within 2 days of D-day. At first, I kept contact to find out answers (but no marital contact). Then gave him 1.5 months to run through most of the indicators of faux remorse before filing, backing myself out of the relationship each step of the way. Most of ‘reconciliation’ attempts, such as they were, emanated from my asking for a divorce, him freaking out, and then FINALLY offering to read a book, FINALLY making a marital therapy appointment. His attempts were always in response to dire urgency of losing me (rather than any real willingness to change), and thus doomed to failure.

      • TheMuse says

        March 13, 2015 at 11:55 am

        Afterwards, I realized that kicking him out that night was actually the very first time I told him that something he was doing to me was unacceptable. After 16 years! The next time was six months after DDay when I told him I’d hired an attorney and was going N.C. It was like something deep inside me finally woke up.

        • Tempest says

          March 13, 2015 at 12:26 pm

          And now that it’s awakened, we’ll never tolerate such abuse again.

          • TheMuse says

            March 13, 2015 at 1:33 pm

            Absolutely!!

            • FoolMeTwice says

              March 13, 2015 at 4:23 pm

              🙂

          • Donna says

            March 14, 2015 at 7:54 am

            Yes!

            • TheClip says

              March 14, 2015 at 8:27 am

              Fist pump Muse! You rock \m/ !!!

  19. quicksilver says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:52 am

    I went through different phases. He was controlling and verbally and emotionally abusive from the beginning, but I spackled. I believed his narrative that he was trying to be a better person and that I could help him get there with my love. I went through ten years of marriage, doing everything, paying for everything, believing that he cared about me, despite what his actions said. Then during one of our many fights, I told him how lonely and scared and overwhelmed I felt, and he told me he didn’t care. Finally, I believed him. It was true, and that day I knew I had to leave him.

    Then I stayed for the kids. I tried several times to get him to leave, but he would go to the kids and tell them they had to convince me to let them stay. It made them hysterical and I always gave in. I just couldn’t bear to see my children so upset and begging me to let him stay.

    Then he threatened me and I stayed out of fear of him hurting our children. He threatened to kill himself, to destroy me, to shoot our entire family. I was terrified of him. I would do anything, even live with a monster, to protect my kids. But it didn’t protect them at all. It exposed them to some horrible abuse and they started showing symptoms of stress and anxiety. I was so afraid to get a restraining order. I didn’t know if that would be the thing to trigger him to kill us.

    I did finally file. I got support from a domestic violence agency, and I got courage from Chump Lady. It has taken me three years to get away. My divorce will be final in days, and he is moving out in two weeks. I am looking forward to freedom.

    • Datdamwuf says

      March 13, 2015 at 9:23 am

      I’m glad you got out quicksilver, getting away from an abuser can be very hard and is very scary. I am so glad my ex is afraid of jail so he respects the protective order. I am a lucky one.

      • Tempest says

        March 13, 2015 at 11:23 am

        Dat–were you able to get your protective order renewed, then?

        • Datdamwuf says

          March 13, 2015 at 1:31 pm

          it’s in effect until May at this point

          • namedforvera says

            March 13, 2015 at 6:06 pm

            Dat, I’ll be thinking about you, until you get a renewal….

            • TheClip says

              March 14, 2015 at 8:38 am

              Quicksilver… I am sure the DV agency told you this is the most dangerous time for you and your children… Filing and post divorce. Restraining orders are just paper. I think in a lot of way they give you false reassurance. when they are hell bent on getting you they will. I think most restraining orders work for the loud mouth schnooks who want to scare you but have way too much to lose( work, reputation) those people love love to lip off and tell you all the crazy shit they are gonna do to u.. Might even toss you around…break some stuff… Follow you.
              Then there is the pyscho… Who will plan this shit out…. And doesnt care about the consequences. My Idiot teeters on the pyscho line. And unfortunately is a cop.
              Please becareful. Ask the agency for as much help as you can get. Dont underestimate what he can do.

            • Irish says

              March 14, 2015 at 11:03 am

              Dat, I hope you get the renewal. It gives some comfort having one in place. My stbx however, does not respect the order. He skates right to the edge. As a former cop, he knows that the police will not enforce I’m a public place, unless he makes a threat. I know, because I called and had an officer come to my house to make a report. He looked at the pictures I took of assclown (sorry, I was trying to make it through without a cuss word ) way closer than 75ft to my car, and asked me if he said anything to me. I said no, but he was waving at me. He then said he could not tell exactly how close he was to me, and he did not threaten me, so……….

              I’m glad your X reads the order enough to respect it. I have no choice but to move far,far away and start over. If the judge decides in my favor. 🙁

              • Irish says

                March 14, 2015 at 11:27 am

                Quicksilver I totally agree with Clip. Underestimating the threat is what gets people killed. If you can get a copy, Amazon has it in kindle too, get “The Gift of Fear” by Gavin Becker. It really educated you on what you are dealing with. I found that because a lot of people knew X, they did not think he was threat to me. WRONG!! He was and still is. Be careful, Clip is right on the money about it being just a price of paper. Women get killed even with a restraining order in place. If he is a psycho, he will continue. Mine has broken into my home, taken things from my yard, gets way too close when we exchange the 2 children that will go visitation. Be very, very careful. Good luck. Hugs

              • Datdamwuf says

                March 14, 2015 at 11:40 am

                My ex violated the order in small ways to test me, I reported every single one and he got a sort of probationary period. He really is VERY afraid of jail, he’s been there several times, so for me it’s more than a piece of paper.

                I’m sorry Irish, cop abusers put you in the worst position. My ex was very chummy with the cops, he set me up as you know and they never arrested him for anything. Your cop knows exactly how to skirt and he’s got friends on the force so you do have to move, no choice. Crossing my fingers for you!

        • ReDefiningMe says

          March 16, 2015 at 11:47 am

          Dat – I’ll be sending prayers your way for the renewal. I remember your kindess when I was back in court. First order was for 5 years; the current one for only 2, so I get to be the f’ing rat in a cage again this coming winter. Ugh.

          You are very right – the orders only work if they have something to lose by getting caught. My exH has ignored his up until I called the police and filed a report EVERY TIME he phoned or texted. He even texted me to find out what time the court appontment was for the violation of the CPO! Nutters.

          I still believe that he could snap at any time, and kill the kids and me. I’ve had to almost make peace with that possiblity, which is crazy in itself. We have pepper spray guns in the car, purse, and each room in our house. I sleep with a shotgun next to the bed. The kids are both well on their way to becoming black belts. I don’t leave them alone, or allow photos to be published. But this is our normal, and we do our best to just live and laugh every day. I remember my ex’s cold, black eyes once when I commented about being suspicious of him. I remember how excited he was to follow that Chandra Levy case – he thought it was funny that whoever killed her got away with it. He loved crime stories on TV where they didn’t catch the bad guy – he would always comment on how he could get away with murder and nobody would ever catch him. There are still some days I cannot believe that this is my life. I pray that God will protect us, and grant us peace. Some days are just tougher than others.

    • FoolMeTwice says

      March 13, 2015 at 4:27 pm

      Congratulations, quicksilver. I wish every happiness for you and your kids.

    • nicolette14 says

      March 13, 2015 at 5:16 pm

      I am so happy for you quicksilver! Life is truly better without the abusive cheating assholes! Yes, the freedom, you will enjoy it, because I know I am, immensely! 🙂

    • LovedAJackass says

      March 14, 2015 at 11:17 am

      quicksilver, you be careful. Glad you are moving forward with good advice. That takes a lot of courage. But keep your eyes open and be careful.

  20. newchumpatl says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:04 am

    In my case it’s doubt. I am not sure that my H has had an affair (don’t think it’s physical, if it’s anything, it’s emotional), he completely denies it. I do know there is a “friendship” that got too cozy based on phone/text records (increased frequency) but I have no other evidence, other than him distancing from me and checking many of the boxes of how guys act when they are cheating (obsessive workouts, on the Iphone all the time and secretive about it, critical of me, all of a sudden into appearance, etc), however he continues to maintain he wants to work on things and there is no one else. So right now, I don’t know if I am coming or going. None of these things by themselves are concerning but sort of taking as a whole, it makes me feel uneasy. I keep praying that things will come clear.

    • StrongerEveryday says

      March 13, 2015 at 9:55 am

      I’m so sorry you’re in this space. I can truly relate, because my very-soon-to-be–EX-cheater has never admitted to anything I didn’t have hard evidence on already. I too dealt with those dastardly phone records, with hundreds of texts to same number, the death grip and password protection on the iPhone, and several of those other cheating benchmarks you mention. It’s such bullshit for your H to contend that nothing is happening. Detective mode is exhausting. I hope you can get some clarity soon in the form of concrete evidence that proves your gut feeling.

    • DefyingGravity says

      March 13, 2015 at 10:07 am

      newchump: I understand the doubt thing. I went through it as well because I also had very little “evidence” of an actual affair, although plenty of warning signs. I stayed a year because I didn’t think I knew enough to leave and that I shouldn’t break up a marriage on suspicion alone. I finally left even without the evidence because my gut was screaming at me that something was really wrong, and I couldn’t stand the slow soul death of the relationship any more. It was killing me.

      After I filed for divorce I got my evidence but good; hard, clear evidence (including his admission of it) of hundreds of encounters with prostitutes throughout the whole marriage. It was way worse than I dreamed.

      Bottom line is, I understand the confusion. Even though I and probably most chumps here want you to run run run, because we’ve all been there and we know that your gut feelings are almost 100% of the time exactly right; so don’t waste any more time and get started on the healing. But you need to feel secure in your decision, and if you’re unsure, you’re not ready yet.

      At some point, though, trust your gut and move on for YOU, so YOU can be happy, regardless of any evidence or what you can prove he’s done or not done. Your gut already knows he’s cheating, because you’re here. You just aren’t ready to admit it and take action yet. But you will be. You’ll know when you’re ready. Being here is a great first step. Hugs and best of luck, you can do it.

      • newchumpatl says

        March 13, 2015 at 10:29 am

        Thanks you guys

        • willowchumpx30 says

          March 14, 2015 at 4:17 pm

          You can find a lot on his phone backups. That’s how I got my evidence. Almost gave me a heart attack. Only look if you are ready though. It can be devastating.

          • Donna says

            March 14, 2015 at 6:59 pm

            I have 10 years of his records. It’s unbelievable when you see how many texts they send. That is how I know he sees three at a time. No wonder he didn’t want to pay the bills and brags his ow buy him gifts and pay the bill. Records show he is still hooking up with ow while with his latest. I am so happy to be divorced. They never change.

    • Nicole S says

      March 13, 2015 at 1:42 pm

      Newchumpatl, I was in the exact same boat about a year ago. I told him he was getting way too chummy with the woman he taught Sunday School with (nice,right?) and he apologized and said he would distance himself, etc. Two months later my husband became abusive and horrible to me and the kids, it was literally traumatic to all of us and I’m still dealing with the aftermath. I kicked him out once the abuse continued. To this day I have no proof of a physical affair but he behaves just like someone in an affair and there is is no doubt in my mind that he had every intention to have an affair. I’m so glad I’m away from him now and have been able to see through the “good guy” I loved and really thought he was. Please be careful with this man. Mine had me fooled for 19 years. One of the big things that woke me up was that I got his credit report without him knowing and it had thousands and thousands of hidden debt on it. It was just another clue to the man he really is and I knew kicking him out was the best thing I could have done.

    • LovedAJackass says

      March 14, 2015 at 11:25 am

      newchump, he’s cheating. If he’s having an emotional affair and you are concerned and he’s distancing, that’s big trouble. Is there any evidence that he has turned away from the OW, the workouts, the criticism and distancing? Is he just saying “he wants to work on things”? That would be my guess.

      That’s cake, newchump. The distancing and criticism is happening because he has to justify is disgusting behavior. He wants his new emotional affair (or worse) and his intact family. He thinks you will be satisfied with the shit sandwich buffet table and the after-dinner hopium pipe while he eats cake.

      Get your ducks in a row. See a badass attorney. Find out your options. If he isn’t really working on the marriage–working hard in counseling, spending time with you, supporting your dreams–you need to protect yourself and the kids. If he really values the marriage, there’s nothing like seriously filing for divorce to find that out. You don’t want that moment when “things become clear” to be the moment he files or moves out or has transferred all the family assets to Schmoopie’s account. Get clear about who you are, what you want, and what you expect from marriage.

  21. Older and wiser says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:07 am

    Naivete and youthful belief that he just needed to mature. That we were growing together and he wasn’t a sociopath. Because how could he be? If he was as broken as I suspected, then it would reflect on my choices and I couldn’t handle that.

    The thing is that all of these years on, now that I’m married to a great guy with a fantastic child, I am still incredibly wounded by the way I was used for close to a decade. That he didn’t respect me enough to be monogamous. And for years afterwards, I kept learning of other women he had duped, because the world is small.

  22. namedforvera says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:10 am

    Trauma-induced paralysis. Once I broke through that, I started duck-lining-up, and then got out. It took a while, since sale of the big old house was in the works anyway (required a fair amount of fixing up, and 200 year old houses don’t fix cheap…or you do it yourself (that would be me, not crapweasel.)) I did boot him to a hotel for a couple of days, then to a sort of boarding house arrangement for a few months–which I had actually forgotten about until yesterday.

    Again, trauma-induced haze.

    Then, incredibly painfully, we moved to a shared apartment while I maintained a fiction–mostly to him and partly to me–that we were moving forward, but it was so exquisitely painful that I pretty much had a complete breakdown. There is only so much social fiction you can maintain. I lost my job (I resigned), since my boss was a shark-narc (and I was totally blind to that). Once she smelled the blood in the water, work life became hell too.

    I did get a post-nup in place during that time, and it saved all the bacon. Crapweasel was feeling guilty, and I was becoming ruthless.

    Finally, the old house sold, I bought another one, moved away, and we divorced.

    More breakdown as I realized I lived totally alone in the middle of nowhere and most of my old friends slammed the door in my face. Exactly one visitor in more than two years. Yup. Needless to say, I’ve stopped inviting people, it’s obviously pointless.

    Oh, and my daughter came home for 2 weeks, and then left the country for good. Ran way from her parents, in my view (although she & I remain very close electronically).

    My dog really saved my life, in so many ways.

    • FoolMeTwice says

      March 13, 2015 at 4:31 pm

      I wish I could visit you, NFV.

      • TheClip says

        March 14, 2015 at 9:03 am

        NFV
        I feel for you. The inertia is very hard. Like dragging a dead body. I too feel very isolated. My family and friends … My old life are in another country. I moved to the USA when I was 33 years old… Now 47. Its never felt truely like home and I am now stuck here until my daughter can consent to move with me. I really dont want to disrrupt her life anymore than it has already… So i will wait until she enters college. We have wonderful friends who have been apart of our lives since her birth… The mom squad. But they are all married with 2.5 children and now i dont quite fit in. I spend long hours looking at the phone… No texts… No one calls. I do my best to keep busy. My child is very busy… So most days are consumed with the ‘ routine’ of school , home work, ballet, music…
        I find my spot on the bench and do my best at small talk.
        I understand why people jump into relationships again… Its something to fill the gap. Is that wrong… Hard to say. I really have had to look inward to find my happiness. Its been on a shelf somewhere back there. I will make myself crazy making excuses on why i cant live a full life. I try everyday to find a positive… Even if its only a cup of coffee warming my hands. I breath unaided. I walk unaided. I have so much more than a lot of people on the planet. I know… I have worked in third world contries. I know have to unchained my heart and mind so they too can be free.
        You find solace in your dogs… Start walking. Force your self to a dog park. Better yet… Pack yourself in the car and bring your dog site seeing. Go somewhere new… New grocery store. Try a new brand of yogurt. Seriously. One tiny act change change a lot. But you have to act. Drag your sorry ass out the door.

        • Irish says

          March 14, 2015 at 12:05 pm

          Great post. Brought me to tears, the loneliness chumpdom brings to us. It’s so hard to make the tough decisions. And to live with the consequences out upon us.

          Dragging our ass out the door. Yep it’s tough. Being isolated in our sadness, brief and hopeless anger. I agree that the small things, like a warm cup of coffee, or a nice hot bath become precious mind savers.

          • namedforvera says

            March 14, 2015 at 1:51 pm

            Yes! I have been. When this present little Ice Age recedes, Dog & I will return to the wonderful parks we found last fall. Also, this morning, I did a volunteer orientation at a great place that provides household goods of all kinds to families in need: refugees, burned house victims, domestic violence life-remakers, It’s a great organization, and I can do a lot of back office non-profit-y stuff for them that won’t tax my back. Also get to know more folk in my new community–nice, like minded, giving type people (I hope.)

            So that’s an idea. But it’s taken me 2 years to get stable enough for this kind of thing…

            Best of luck & bon courage to you all.

            • Finally realized says

              March 14, 2015 at 4:08 pm

              namedforvera, I’m so glad to hear about the volunteer organization. That’s exactly the place where you belong, with all of your compassion, intelligence, and wit. You can be productive and the world will benefit, plus, you will make good friends.

        • IHaveHate says

          March 14, 2015 at 4:14 pm

          TheClip……….No phone calls, no texts, no visits……ditto. Though I have a great set of very few trusted friends, I’ve worn them out and they simply act as if I’m all good and back to normal; no more discussions about it, as if it never happenedl! I’M NOT GOOD & BACK TO NORMAL !!!!!! Thats why I love it here too. EVERYONE understands and listens. Nice.

          • malbecrioja says

            March 14, 2015 at 5:02 pm

            IHaveHate, I feel like this sometimes; like friends see your caller ID and must think, “oh, boy what now?” That is another reason I find this blog particularly helpful, because you can check it and participate at any time and it helps to give healthy perspective.

          • NCStevie says

            March 15, 2015 at 10:55 am

            Yes yes yes!! Agreed. My jackass has only been gone 4 months… everyone says those SAME two irritating fucking words…. “Move On”. REALLY?? It’s SO easy to say that when it isn’t YOUR life and YOUR child’s lives that have been completely dismantled with ZERO warning.

            I am SO thankful for CL and my fellow Chumps. If it hasn’t happened to you…. you just WON’T get it!! Ever.

            • Jen says

              March 16, 2015 at 6:05 am

              I understand this. One friend sang that stupid “Frozen” song to me the day after it ended for good. “Let it Go…” crap. My heart was throbbing and I wanted to die, and she thought I should just let it go.

              But I get that she doesn’t get it, because while I thought he was the bee’s knees, it was obvious to her he is a jerk, and she couldn’t understand why I was with him to begin with. Did I mention she is a lesbian?

              So when you can get your heart to stop throbbing, there is a little comfort in pretending it wasn’t Armageddon. He really was a jerk, and I really am going to be so much better off. I don’t need to make it my identity. There is more to me than this man who I made the mistake of loving.

              I am using this blog to help me understand that no matter how much I wanted it to be different, it was what it was. A person I wanted to be my partner, instead used me for kibble while he scoped out his best possible senario. And he didn’t think that I was his best possible senario.

              This time, I am not going to jump through hoops to prove myself worthy. This time I am going to walk away and hopefully meet someone who really does love me, flaws and all. This time I am not sacrificing what I enjoy to fit what he enjoys. This time I am not buying that I’m not worthy.

              • TheMuse says

                March 16, 2015 at 8:00 am

                Jen, your friend who sang the Frozen song to you was insensitive at best and shallow at worst. Just to clarify though, my daughter is a lesbian and some narcissistic user of a girlfriend of hers broke her heart very deeply, and it took my daughter 3 years to ‘get over’ it. I doubt being gay was the reason your friend lacked understanding of your heartbreak. Just sayin. ~~ Proud mom of gay daughter with a heart <3

      • LovedAJackass says

        March 14, 2015 at 11:28 am

        Me, too! I am sort of hunkered down in my happy cave, but I would come out for you.

    • nicolette14 says

      March 13, 2015 at 4:36 pm

      I will tag along with FoolMeTwice, Vera. We can have a cook out 🙂

      • namedforvera says

        March 13, 2015 at 4:46 pm

        how lovely…that would be fun. But first, I have about 2 ft of snow that needs to melt out in the yard….hahhaah. and it’s supposed to rain this weekend. wheeee. One of the upsides of all this is learning to (try) and laugh at things like incredibly crappy weather, eh?

        • nicolette14 says

          March 13, 2015 at 4:55 pm

          Absolutely! well then, we will be there when the weather gets warmer and for your info I can cook great steaks at the grill, so I am told. Not bad for a chick eh? 😉

          • namedforvera says

            March 13, 2015 at 6:05 pm

            Chump Nation Rocks! <3 you

            • nicolette14 says

              March 13, 2015 at 6:43 pm

              YES We Do Rock Vera! <3 you too! 🙂

  23. Lientjie says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:16 am

    I also stayed out of fear. Fear of never meeting anyone else, fear of meeting another narc, fear of opening myself up to someone again and getting hurt, fear of trusting guys, fear of not being pretty or good enough.

    We’ve been dating on/off for over 6 years. I’m 29 and I’m terrified of moving on with my life. We are now broken up again, but continue to communicate. He tells me I’m overreacting and he’s done nothing wrong. His “p*ssy fetish” are normal because everyone has some type of fetish. It’s private and he has all the right to alone time and I should appreciate the fact that he does not go to strip clubs or pay hookers for sex. (His words)

    He spends hours (up to 9 hours a day sometimes) serving the net for porn, has a browsing history of Local Hotels, Craig’s list, Ashley Madison and teen porn on his computer. The younger the better – Google searches have revealed “very young tight p*ssy”.

    I’ve tried to move on, but I am very insecure because of him. He’s been working on my self esteem since the very beginning. Always telling me, “if you weren’t so narrow minded in the bedroom, if you would only mastrubate in front of me, if you weren’t so boring and selfcontious, then obviously I would have no need to look at these thousands of naked girls behind your back and hiding it”.

    I’ve done all of the above and more in the hope to salvage the relationship even though I hated every second of every act I performed, and guess what? None of that made him stop – it only made him hide it better and be more careful of me finding out. God only knows what else he’s been up to behind my back that I have no proof of.

    • DefyingGravity says

      March 13, 2015 at 10:17 am

      Honestly, his actions are totally outrageous. And he is almost surely actually paying hookers for sex and god knows what else. That’s why people go to Craigslist, hotels, AM, etc. My XH did it, and when I learned the truth it was unbelievable how many prostitutes and random people he had been with. I honestly could not have even imagined it.

      Your ex has most certainly done “something wrong”. By any standard. He is sick. And you are young, and not married to him. You should go completely no contact with this person immediately, to save your own life; and I’m not just being dramatic. If you haven’t been tested for a full panel of STDs, please please do that.

      Please get some counseling. Your statement that “Ive done all of the above and more in the hope to salvage the relationship even though I hated every second of every act I performed” is very troubling. I did this too, literally HATING myself for trying to save the marriage but doing it anyway over and over. The effects of this are emotionally traumatizing and have the effect of completely depleting your self worth and your ability to trust yourself in the future. This may have long term consequences for you. Please try to get away from it now and see a professional to help you. He has emotionally abused you.

      I’m sorry to be so direct, but your story scares me and is very familiar. I lost ten years of my life to a person exactly like this; ages 25 to 35. My first d day came when I was almost exactly your age. I wish to god someone had stopped me before I married him. There is no good outcome from this. Please save yourself.

      Much hugs and strength. Keep reading here.

      • Lientjie says

        March 13, 2015 at 11:46 am

        Dear DefyingGravity, thank you so much for your honesty.

        I agree with you, if he is so dependent on porn, why wouldn’t he meet these horrible girls in real live, even just to satisfy his ever increasing need.

        As you said, the proof is in the websites he’s visited. He’s so good at manipulating me and I think going NC will be the only thing that will save me, but it’s lonely – all my friends are married and have children.

        I can’t even imagine having children with this guy, never mind having girls with him, imagine! I was pregnant with his baby in 2012, and horrible as it was for me to deal with the miscarriage, I thank God that it happened the way it did.

        I am seeing a counselor and dealing with my insecurities but I’m still in desperate need to escape these feelings of no worth.

        Thank you for your encouragement and your story. I too wish you had someone then to tell you to walk away before you had to go through all you went through.

        You are in my thoughts. Hugs to you too.

        • Susan says

          March 13, 2015 at 3:58 pm

          Please look up “narcisstic abuse” and get therapy from someone who knows what that means, or do it online, but treat it as such. You have a co-dependancy with this person and very low self-esteem. You need to get out of this before you jump back in. It is very addictive! Or else you wouldn´t keep coming back for more even though you know how much it will hurt you! These people NEVER change …no matter what you do. But you do need to get back to your true self before this person sucks up all the life out of you. That is what he wants to do. Be brave…you can do it.

          • Lientjie says

            March 14, 2015 at 1:15 pm

            Thank you for your kind words Susan. I will make immediate work of looking up Narcissistic abuse and take things from there. I am co-dependent and know this. I also realize if I have such a hard time breaking the habit of returning, what are the chances of him breaking his habits. Thank you so much for your reply.

            • NCStevie says

              March 15, 2015 at 11:50 am

              Lientjie, stinks that you have to be here but glad you found your way here. You will find a ton of helpful insight and information as well as support here. Everyone is right… you are young…. educate yourself and find the path to healing that works for you and do it while you are still young. Parenting with these disordered crapweasels absolutely stinks.

              I wanted to share a link with you…. good source for info on Narcissism 😀

              http://www.angriesout.com/grown17.htm

        • Irish says

          March 14, 2015 at 5:53 pm

          Lientijie,

          I am divorcing a porn addict similar to yours. Teen porn, the whole tight p@ssy stuff and on and on. The difference is, I’m 54 and spent 8 of 13 years ( dday at year 6) trying to fix this. And I had 4 beautiful children with him, who are suffering horribly because of his choice to continue with the porn. And God knows what else. The dysfunctional family he comes from includes a father who molested 4 of his granddaughters. I had to file the police report because the entire family refused to. They only wanted him to get help. I wanted him to go to jail.

          You aren’t married to this guy, leave . Leave while you can. You are young and have a whole beautiful, wonderful, exciting life ahead. Don’t squander your wonderful self on him. Really. You are worth so much more.

          Good luck!!

      • TheMuse says

        March 13, 2015 at 11:53 am

        Lientjie, please listen to SphinxMoth, and get away from this sick man ASAP and get yourself some supportive counseling. Listen, I too, made the same mistake of thinking if I did what he demanded, it would please him and make him happy, and keep him “loving” me. His fetishes just got weirder and more extreme over the years until he killed something deep inside me.

        After 16 years of trying to be something I’m not, I later learned he was a serial cheater all along. I wasted my time and efforts sacrificing myself for him! I never got the proof of the child porn and hookers and same sex acts that I suspect him of, but I am now menopausal and wasted 16 years of my life with a pervert. He was getting it from me, and from all those strangers too. PLEASE, don’t waste another single second with someone who treats you like an object.

        It’s not normal for anyone to spend 9 hours a day searching for teen porn. It’s only a matter of time before he does something criminal. Please, run and keep running from this guy!

        • TheMuse says

          March 13, 2015 at 6:41 pm

          … lientje, and PLEASE, listen to Defyinggravity!! you do NOT want to be where we older women are, decades later, after wasting your precious sexuality and love on a man who is just using you, and exposing you to STDs.

        • Lientjie says

          March 14, 2015 at 1:37 pm

          Dear TheMuse, I’m so sorry to hear about what you’ve been through. You say “until he killed something deep inside me”, which I can totally relate. I no longer cry (I try, but can’t), I’ve lost my compassion for people and their problems and I feel like I just don’t care about anything anymore. I keep telling myself, “if someone who ‘loves’ me with all he is, (like he kept telling me), can do this to me, who’s to say someone else won’t do worse”.

          I’ve lost all trust in men and I’ve been exposed to things I could never have imagined. I agree with you, his daily ‘me-time’, is totally abnormal and what’s even worse, is that he works for himself and has all the time in the world to make the porn his priority above anyone and anything else.

          I am getting my ducks in a row and I will get away from this sickness that’s consuming my life. I know I can do it. Thank you for your story and support, it means the world to me.

    • Donna says

      March 13, 2015 at 8:03 pm

      Unfortunately Lientje, disturbed people like your partner are attracted to women they can blame for their insecurities. They wear you down. You are here where many of us chumps did not recognize the disrespect of an abusive partner. That is what he is ABUSIVE. He belittles his partner and has a fantasy life which will only become more destructive. Your working from HIS point of view. You know a lot about yourself and you recognize the pain of loving someone who is NOT worthy of your love. My serial cheater kept the porn a secret as many of them do. Something that has helped me immensely is knowing that my cheater was lucky to have ME. I was loving, compassionate, and forgiving. I am hopeful you will have no contact with him in the future and as we all know HE will not get help because he thinks his shit is normal. You should seek support to end this relationship because he is TOXIC. You deserve respect!!!!

      • Lientjie says

        March 14, 2015 at 1:43 pm

        Dear Donna, you’ve hit the nail on the head! You are so right, I do deserve better (anyone does!) and will start with getting to know myself again and going no contact. Thank you for your support and for reminding me that I do deserve respect.

    • FoolMeTwice says

      March 13, 2015 at 8:41 pm

      Lientje, please do NOT waste your pretty! The only “issue” you have is that you’re in a relationship with an abusive assclown. If sex makes you feel degraded or you’re getting strong-armed into stuff that isn’t for you, then he is definitely not the right guy. From what you’ve shared, he’s probably not the right guy for anybody unless he gets help, and maybe not even then. Believe me, you will be AMAZED how fast your self-esteem returns once you give this guy the heave-ho.

      Huge chumpy hugs speeding their way to you. You have no idea how many of us would give to be 29 again with the knowledge we have now. Save yourself!

      • Lientjie says

        March 14, 2015 at 1:49 pm

        Dear FoolMeTwice, thank you for the hugs and your kindness. I’ve been a member of ChumpNation for longer than I can remember but I’ve never had the courage to share my story. I’ve always just read the articles and comments and thought to myself, I could be that person or that could be me, looking back on my life in 10 years and saying “what the hell was wrong with me for not getting out when I was in my 20’s”.

        Thank you so much for the encouragement.

    • LovedAJackass says

      March 14, 2015 at 11:39 am

      Dear God in Heaven, Lientje, you are 29! You have a whole world ahead of you. Go no contact with this creep. And tell that counselor you need a lot of support and tough love to kick the bad habit that is staying connected to this totally disgusting creep. Tell your friends! Tell everyone who loves you that you need help staying clear of this guy.

      Then go buy a book called “The Gifts of Imperfection” by Brene Brown. Get started on learning that you are indeed good enough, smart enough, pretty enough. If I had one wish (other than world peace and honoring human rights) it would be that young people would understand that before they can love another person in a healthy way, they have to value and love and respect themselves.

      • Lientjie says

        March 14, 2015 at 1:57 pm

        Dear LovedAJackass, you are so right! Thank you. I will buy the book, just Googled it and found multiple sites which sells it (thank you for the referral) and learn how to love, value and respect myself again as I have, before I ever allowed this creep into my life.

        • LovedAJackass says

          March 14, 2015 at 9:22 pm

          And let us know how that goes. When you are my age (63) you will realize how beautiful you are now, what a young and precious person you are. I just gave you the advice I needed at 29, seriously.

    • WiserToday says

      March 17, 2015 at 10:39 am

      Lientjie,

      I found myself in your position at the age of 36, and thought that my best bet would be to rehabilitate our marriage, because who would want me at my advanced age? Clearly, ‘desirable’ men only wanted women aged 18 to 34. I knew this for a fact because that is the age range that my dinosaur (Peekalottapuss) looked for on his first discovered date site.

      And I knew that I didn’t have much to offer, because Dinosaur had publicly announced it to the world in his Adult Friend Finder profile – ‘married, but sadly lacking.’ I was 36, in the prime of my game, and still was ‘sadly lacking’. What hope was there for me to do better? So instead of leaving then, I internalized the situation as my own failure, and clung tighter to the hope that Dino and I would get past this.

      Years passed. The evidence of the many flirtations, date sites, and women who were ‘like a sister’ floated up like a turd in a punchbowl with what I later saw to be a distinct pattern. Ooh, it’s been six months, better set up new date site profiles! Honestly, if the man had used the creative bent he displayed in thinking up screen names in his professed passions of art and music, he would have made his mark in the world.

      So, fast forward – through the times I left, the times I made him leave, the short periods when he was ‘there’, the endless protestations of love and fake remorse that were snuffed out by my refusal to believe in words instead of actions, to the final assault that crossed the line from unrecognized emotional/financial/verbal abuse into actual physical abuse – and where are we now?

      Dino is still on date sites, still on porn sites, still thinking up creative screen names, still sending ridiculous selfies to “women” who want to leave Russia or China and come be his everything, or most recently spending time and money on a user/boozer/loser whose only concern is their next tattoo or what kind of kool kool Harley the Dino plans to buy. Only now he does it from a continent away. He is still chasing that elusive perfect young pussy, and deludes himself that women ages 18 to 23 (see, he has changed! his expectations have risen!) want a 53 year old blue-collar worker, with no savings or ability to buy even a used Harley without my FICO, for his awesomeness alone. The selfies show his wrinkled face, and his badly aging body, and his vicissitude. He can’t maintain an erection with a real person because of his many years of masturbating while looking at ever-younger airbrushed perfection. But hey, that’s what the latex cock ring featured on his recent Craigslist ad is for, right?

      And where am I? Alone and struggling to maintain that FICO at 58, regretting the time and effort I poured into helping someone who repeatedly chose not to help himself, chose not to evolve, chose not to mature, chose to put his self-gratification ahead of literally every other consideration of life. I have strung him along at times through my own fake online profiles, and at one point found myself being triangulated with my own alter ego! He was so damned sparkly the night he was texting with “two” women at the same time.

      It has taken awhile, but I have finally learned an important lesson. If I had instead focused my efforts on myself over the years there would be no struggle now. I have flirted with the idea of a last reconciliation with a pre-nup in place, if only for the potential of future security, but money isn’t everything. I don’t want to play marriage police anymore. I virtually made it my life work, and it’s time for a career change.

      Please accept my story, and the stories of the other older chumps here on CL, for the cautionary tales that they are. The narcs never change, or they only get worse with age. Their refusal to grow up can only make you grow old faster. Take your bad-assed not-even-30 self away from the chump life now. Your fifty-something self will thank you later.

  24. SphinxMoth says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:20 am

    I believed his bullshit…because I wanted to believe it. Plain and simple for me. Denial is a very, very strong and effective coping mechanism. Until it’s not.

    Like when you are given solid proof that your husband invited his whore into your house, getting a blowjob on the patio furniture, with your kids just feet away sleeping (OW described my kitchen, my garage and my livingroom furniture for me. how nice.).

    I believed that the thousands of hours to his “male friends” (they were saved as men’s names in his cell) really was because he had tons of friends and he was a popular guy. Made him all the more attractive to me.

    I WANTED to believe that all of the things were explainable and this was some crazy person who took his generosity and kindness and twisted it into something disgusting in her mind. Because that is what he told me was going on. A group of people he’d met simply didn’t like him and with this one mentally unstable woman…concocted this fantastical story that he was fucking her for a year, had an openly romantic relationship with her—and that they were actually planning on getting married soon.

    My husband simply was not capable of that kind of deception. He said so. He is a church going man, his family is solid, we all come from the same small town, he loves our kids with a passion that I’ve never seen in any other Dad—we may not always have had the perfect relationship, but he simply could not have done anything akin to what he was being accused of doing. He told me that. Over and over.

    Besides. He didn’t have time to do that sort of thing. He was busy with work, caring for our kids and me, out saving drowning puppies from drainpipes, consulting on US Foreign Policy and flying back and forth from an orphanage in India each weekend to help the homeless street children, DONTCHAKNOW!

    At least, that’s what he was telling me. I trusted him, I loved him and I believed in him. Now I know better.

    My best advice to anyone going through this—and it seems that there are quite a few lurker/unicorns posting here today—don’t wait until you get an STD, or an email attachment with dick picks, or a neighbor telling you a strange car drove into your garage one night when you were out of town (and your husband tells you there was no one visiting)—protect yourselves, even if you want to believe the stories they’re telling you. I don’t believe that there is a way back, you can’t glue those pieces back together, but at the end of the day, it is the Chump who must decide what kind of life they are okay with living.

    • TheMuse says

      March 13, 2015 at 12:02 pm

      SphinxMoth, you were married to a psychopath. I am hoping there is a special place in hell for people like this who lead not just a double but a triple quadruple secret life while keeping the Nice Guy Family Man image intact and snickering behind your back every time they succeed in telling you one more lie.

      • SphinxMoth says

        March 13, 2015 at 12:30 pm

        Thank you, Muse. I have been having a few bad days here, actually got that old panicked feeling yesterday that he was “having a good life” and “having fun”—basically, being better for his slew of OW and I am going this alone. It helps to read here every day. Recall stories and remind myself, having others remind me.

        • Tempest says

          March 13, 2015 at 2:40 pm

          SphinxMoth–cheaters don’t really do “happy.” They are always out looking for external sources of validation. They may even get that for a while, but then they habituate to it, and start looking elsewhere.

          I highly doubt your X is having a good life, free of complications. Your best revenge is living well yourself.

          I’m sorry you’re having bad days lately; this, too, shall pass. Just pick at least one thing to look forward to to keep you grounded.

        • Thankful says

          March 13, 2015 at 6:48 pm

          It is hard when for our own safety and sanity we end relationships with these cowards.
          They highly disrespect us then defend themselves by claiming to be the victim of our devistation.
          We can only live one day at a time. Some will be good others not so good. These not so good days may even range on a sliding scale. But as already said live your best life.
          My ex confessed to eight years of adultery. Stated right from the outset that it was all behind him and refused to allow me the right to be upset or even process. He now claims to be healed of what caused him to cheat. All it took was prayer and not being with me. As it all unfolded it ripped my heart out, but now I just laugh at it. He has moved on to another relationship, he is living the happy life, happier now than he has ever been, if your no sure just ask him or better still check out his Facebook page it is all there for everyone to see and validate for him.
          Me, I canned my Facebook page I know he sucks, and I don’t need multiple likes to know my life is ok. He has dealt with nothing and the new relationship is just a smoke screen(not that she realises it, she is too busy basking in the ever sparkly orbit of the deceptacon). It is encouraged by people around him in the hope that if he is in a relationship with someone who ‘really’ loves him he won’t slip up again and go looking for blowjobs in public toilets.
          Their outward lives can only validate them so far before their needing a new sorce of kibble,we know many of us have endured and made poor decisions to be that for them. No more! Now we live for us, be the best we can be. And on our bad days, we read CL, pump up our favourite music and say FUCKEM tomorrow is another day.

        • LovedAJackass says

          March 14, 2015 at 11:41 am

          Oh, SphinxMoth, alone is better than “alone with a narcissist cheater.” You are alone now because you need to heal. ((((Hugs))))

    • Donna says

      March 14, 2015 at 8:38 pm

      SphinMoth, I ask myself how there are human beings like our cheaters. Reading about the lies upon lies they can spew out with a loving smile. I told my therapist I wanted to know how to STOP loving this person. After 10 months of therapy he disgusts me to the core. I keep thinking my whole life was a fucking lie. That is the hardest thing to come to terms with. I want you to know how helpful it is to not feel alone in the aftermath of being discarded. I think you unfortunately have to have lived it to understand. Sharing your experiences strengthens my determination to heal. Thank you!

  25. Maree says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:20 am

    I stayed because I did love my ex husband and I loved and valued our family. I came from such an appalling upbringing, I was going to succeed at all costs and I just loved him and our kids and I thought my love would be enough, together with my hard work. He never had to do a thing except go to work and on the weekends wash the car and mow the lawns. I did everything literally as I was a stay at home Mum for 16 years and felt that he needed to rest went he came home so therefore there wasn’t any interaction with me apart from wanting sex and very little with our kids. It wasn’t enough though and he detonated our life together and I wear the blame for that.

  26. HeartChump says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:25 am

    I loved him. With all my heart.

    • Nicole S says

      March 13, 2015 at 2:38 pm

      The simplicity of your statement brought tears to my eyes. That’s what us chumps do we love people with all of our hearts.

  27. Chchchchchanges says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:28 am

    The first time, I didn’t stay–we actually broke up. But I missed hanging out with him, missed going to shows and restaurants and other things I didn’t really do by myself because I was too young to know how to take care of myself properly. So we got back together. Then we went to the health center at our university for a session of couples counseling, and the counselor told me, “If you don’t want to have sex with him, you can’t stop him from doing what he wants on the Internet.” I stayed because a professional told me it was my problem.

    Then I went to grad school back in his home state, while he worked on the east coast. He visited me when he visited his parents, and I flew out here a couple times a semester to see him. There were D-days–a memorable one was when I wrote him an e-mail with the subject line, “Guess what I found…?” and then linked to his publicly available dick-pics/dating profiles/chat logs. He blamed me for “how I brought it [the subject of his Internet infidelities] up” with him–how mean my tone was. I stayed because he convinced me that I was in the wrong.

    Then we moved in together. I was freaky as all get-out, and before I got a job, I was even home for nooners. But he didn’t want me. He wanted the computer. I stayed because if he didn’t want me, who would? I stayed because I was afraid of being alone in a place where all “our” friends were his friends first.

    Then we got married because he promised me that our wedding date was his deadline to stop. I stayed because I believed him.

    The discoveries got worse and worse, until I found that he was back on the same kinds of teen sites he used to use in college–only now, because he was in his late 20’s, he had to lie about his name and age in order to get an account. He did it on a work laptop, on “our” laptop, and on the phone that I was paying the bill for. Minors were my limit, but I stayed because I had a friend whose husband literally did time for this, and she didn’t get divorced. So what kind of a failure would I be if I left? I did give him the ultimatum that time, though…you fix this, or I leave.

    Two and a half years later, I discovered that he was at it again. At home, at work. I took a few months to toy with the idea of standing by him through counseling and treatment for his mood disorders, but he didn’t seem particularly interested in convincing me that he was actually getting help. (Like, he’d go to an occasional SA meeting…and *maybe* tell me about it afterward. Then he’d watch smut on my Netflix account.) So I just couldn’t stay anymore. He got “our” friends (luckily, I had a few of my own by then) in the divorce, and that’s been tough for me. He lost his job (a fine “I told you so” moment for me, but it complicated my life because I had to hire another lawyer to enforce our property agreement).

    But finally being free of that constant mindf*ck is worth all the hassle.

    • Chchchchchanges says

      March 13, 2015 at 12:07 pm

      To clarify–I didn’t need him to tell me about the meeting. I just needed him to say that he was planning to go, and that he’d gone.

  28. Charles says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:30 am

    I stayed because I kept wanting to believe that my wife was somehow sick — or mentally not right — or damaged from something I did. And the first thing I did was begin obsessively reading about how to reconcile after an affair, which is about all you find on the internet. So I wanted to help her “heal” and make her way back to a happy life. In retrospect I was a misguided moron.

    So I guess I put up with my wife’s cheating because it freaked me out so much that I HAD to believe it was a result of some sort of temporary insanity — not a core aspect of who she was/is. I now see, in retrospect, that she was always narcissistic and capable of the most convincing lies.

    And of course I also tried to make it work because we have three children under 10.

    • Jen says

      March 16, 2015 at 6:39 am

      Lying. How does one become capable of it?

      When I was a small child I lied to my mother about where I had been and who I was with. It was the seventies and she was a narcissist. Kids could be gone all day and no one checked on them. Surreal now that I think back on it.

      I knew I had done sonething wrong, so I told her something else. She believed me. I was amazed that she believed me. I was amazed that I got away with it.

      Then I lied about having brushed my teeth. She felt my toothbrush and determined it wasn’t wet, therefore I could not have brushed my teeth. The guilt and punishment she threw at me was incredible. You would have thought I had killed a person, not just lied about brushing my teeth. After that, it became very hard to lie. If I tried to do it, I could feel the words, “you are lying” being tattooed to my face as I spoke them. I had to just abandon the concept because it was too hard and even wanting to do it filled me with self loathing.

      My son is autistic and was incapable of lying for much longer than is developmentally appropriate. It turns out “lying” is a cognitive milestone. I was actually happy when he made the jump, but he is horrible at it. Not convincing at all.

      I was pretty good at seeing the lies on my exes face. It surprised me that he had the courage to even attemp them. Also, it seemed like more work than just telling the truth. Why not just tell me you want to sleep elsewhere, then I could leave you be? I just don’t get cake. It really is impossible to eat it and have it too.

      So our cheaters are just immature. While I can accept that in a child, I want more from an adult. I want an equal.

      Also. for whatever pain it causes me, I am glad I cannot lie. I Like me better that way.

      • Charles says

        March 16, 2015 at 6:48 pm

        I was the same way Jen. I seem to have the capacity to feel guilty in equal measure to my ex wife’s capacity to feel entitled.

  29. freevixen says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:33 am

    I didn’t file papers immediately mostly for the same reasons as you: love, disbelief, untangling the skein, our small child, failure was not an option (having just gotten married and given up my life/job/house to be with him). I’ll just add “stock market thinking.” I was in it for the long-haul, and I expected the ups and downs along the way to lead to turn a profit in the end. I kept thinking my investment was going to rebound any day, profits would start to go up again, and we’d be back on the path to prosperity. But no. I just kept losing and losing and losing, and I finally realized it was a Ponzi scheme. I was set up to lose from the beginning, and I never knew.

    • Charles says

      March 13, 2015 at 9:42 am

      I love that stock market analogy. You keep investing — throwing good money after bad. It’s like you can’t give up before it gets better because if you do all of that previous effort will have been for naught. That’s why I had to start thinking of bracketing the good parts of my marriage, packing them away somewhere in the attic of my brain, and moving on. I also had to force myself to see my life without a cheater with optimism. That’s very hard still because my brain keeps slipping back to old, comfortable patterns.

      • Tempest says

        March 13, 2015 at 12:32 pm

        Economists caution people to walk away from “sunken costs.” There’s a lesson for all of us there.

      • LovedAJackass says

        March 14, 2015 at 11:45 am

        Yes, that’s a wonderful analogy to explain this aspect of chump reasoning.

    • nicolette14 says

      March 13, 2015 at 10:39 am

      What you and the rest of us here experienced that because of “the slot machine syndrome” that’s why we couldn’t just walk away from the relationship right away.

      By Dr George Simon, PhD;

      The “slot machine syndrome.” This is the syndrome in which a person puts in a substantial emotional investment over time, only to episodically get some small yet significant apparent rewards. That hooks the person into repeated investment. By the time they realize they’ve invested far too much for too little, it’s too late. It’s also difficult to simply walk away because walking away also means parting with a substantial investment and having nothing to show for it.

      http://counsellingresource.com/features/2011/09/08/moving-on-after-toxic-relationship/

      • NWBiblio says

        March 13, 2015 at 11:07 am

        Wow. I was going to reply to Charles directly, because I’m grateful for his analogy of packing off the good memories of the marriage and storing them somewhere. It seems a shame if the whole 16 year relationship gets destroyed by the fire, y’know?

        But, Nicolette, this analogy … THIS! … This is all of me in a nutshell. XH left me about three years into our relationship, and I was sad but not devastated. He said some pretty things and I took him back [Aside: I asked him why he came back if, as he claimed, he never “felt that way” about me, from the very beginning. He said he didn’t like having to keep his dog on a chain in the yard of his new place, so he wanted to come back “home.”]. — I would’ve been OK then; in fact, I remember jeering at him that he would never find anyone as cool as I was!

        Now it’s 12-13 years later, and where did that confidence go? I’ve become a smear of my formal personna, gnashing my teeth and thinking thinking thinking about him & OW….

        I haven’t yet read the article, but if it’s not mentioned, I would also add there’s a component of women aging in (esp American) culture. XH can spin on a dime and, at 40, pick up a 25 year old and essentially start over as a 25 year old. I, OTOH, at 50, am not regarded in the same way and cannot simply reboot to my early 30s, when all of my body parts were toned & smooth and in their proper anatomic locations 😉

        No matter. It’s done. My head always knows it’s for the best, though my heart sometimes still stumbles.

        • TheMuse says

          March 13, 2015 at 6:16 pm

          You are NOT old at 50! you are a catch – a veterinarian, an outdoorsy dog lover, a wine and whiskey aficionado, a woman who has made something of herself whereas your Ex is a lazy, “kept man” who was just fine with sucking off of your success. I would love to know the name of his restaurant so I could give him a crappy review on Yelp. LOL. JK alert. NWBiblio, with that screen name you are a book lover too. You live in Alaska. You are cool!! stop giving him any cred. and stop making me feel old because i’m 59. LOL. My ex cheated on me with an ugly older woman with legs like tree trunks. I’m a sexy older lady lawyer, it makes NO effing difference what any Cheater’s age is, or any OW slut’s age is. Really. Seriously. You rock.

          • NWBiblio says

            March 13, 2015 at 7:38 pm

            Awww, Muse — you’re so sweet! I KNOW I’m not old, truly, it’s just that (ugh) to be back out in the morass of male Americans, I know they don’t look at me the way they used to… Even those guys who are over 50 themselves post to online dating sites that they’re looking for someone 30 or younger (ewwww). Well, I suppose the up-side is that, if I ever DO find a good guy and he accepts me for my true age, I won’t have to worry (as much) that he’ll flake out on me later… maybe??

            Whatever. As each day passes, I remember “That’s right, I forgot — I’m actually OK being by myself!” so it gets a little easier.

            Who knows, ultimately, what’s in their heads. Nothing, probably.

            • syringa says

              March 14, 2015 at 12:00 am

              Would love to share a glass with the muse and nw on my deck this summer!!

              • TheMuse says

                March 14, 2015 at 5:20 am

                🙂

          • ringinonmyownbell says

            March 14, 2015 at 12:38 pm

            NWBiblio, I am with Muse… I will be sixty this year, I don’t fucking feel it, and I dont’ give a shit if I look it. (I don’t) You know what I am doing… I am going to get myself a life. With CN help, I finally have the power of discernment, only great, kind people will be allowed in and bugger to the rest of them. I have another 30 years to go and I was with Dr. Demento for 32. There is a lot that can happen in 30 years, not just getting old and dying.

            I have a friend who sails around the south pacific on a sail boat. I am going to write him and say, Hey xxx, where are you going to be on this date… and are you still taking people on your boat. I don’t f’ing care where that boat is…there will be something to see, and experience. It might be New Caledonia or the Andaman Islands, doesn’t matter… I am going. I am going to see the world, in my weird ass way. There is so much you can do with out your dipshit sidekick. Where do you want to go? What do you want to do? You were living a really lonely life with your dipshit anyway, but you were tied to him. Now you are alone, but perhaps not lonely.

            As for, “I know they don’t look at me the way they used to…” time to stop defining your attractiveness by how men view you. Define your attractiveness by how you view you. Let us live by the immortal words of Audrey Hepburn. “For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.” You are not alone, for you have CN at your back.

            As you can see I have found my big girl panties, after this weeks little crash and burn with my DD.

            I would offer all of us chumps a book called Miss Rumphius by Barbara Clooney. It is a children’s book with a message that has shaped my life and guided my children’s aspirations. In it Miss Rumphius tells her little niece that what she wanted to do in her life was:
            Travel the world
            Live by the sea
            and make the world more beautiful. The seminal question of the book is, What are you going to do to make the world beautiful.

            NWBiblio, with every animal you touch, with all the love and kindness you provide them, you are making the world more beautiful. That in the end is a successful life.

            Sorry for the lecture, but much love.

            • Donna says

              March 14, 2015 at 7:09 pm

              Love that!

            • NWBiblio says

              March 15, 2015 at 3:28 pm

              Lecture appreciated, much love. Tied to an obligation to make my two dogs’ lives as full as possible, I’m just a bit restricted from some of my big dreams (living in France or New Zealand, traveling the world). It’s not just obligation — I love them and would miss them if I were away for months & months.

              But I can find a middle ground, a goal or life that is more fulfilling than this past year of torture has been (much of it, sadly, self-inflicted), without compromising their happiness, either. I’m working on a plan right now for an online job (part-time, but EXTREMELY portable!) that would free me up to travel more, with the dogs of course.

              Anyway, just wanted to say thanks. Self-esteem is not my strong suit, Obvi (as they say on Girls), but I know in my heart that I’m a good person and so I try to contribute to the world in that way. All you can do is try, right?

              Peace.

        • nicolette14 says

          March 13, 2015 at 8:00 pm

          NWBiblio, I would have to disagree with you on that. The women aging in (yes esp. American) culture, it’s not true a man in his forties can pick up a 25 year old and can start over just like that. Because the most 25 year olds in this culture, who are willing to be with men in their forties and up looking to be wined, dined and be financially taken care of, and lets be real, the most forty year old males can’t keep up in the sex department with women in their forties, let alone keep up with 25 year olds, unless they double their Viagra prescriptions. (sorry male chumps, please don’t attack me ok, I said most) I am in my forties and not far from your age and I have guys asking me out on dates from 25 to 60 year olds, though some guys from forties up to 60 sometimes trying to impress me with their $$ which is annoying. So just imagine, if they are doing that with me what they have to do with 25 year olds? AND Age 50 is not old at all!! We don’t need to be perfectly toned and smooth etc. all over the place lol, however men do notice when you take care of yourself, dress nicely, your hair is fixed etc. and the way you carry yourself. I know this idiot robbed you of your confidence, for now, but the more time passes, with enough distance it will be back. You need to learn to love and appreciate yourself more, if you don’t who else will? You know? You are unique in your own way, each and every one of us is, just try to remember that. This asswipe ex of yours mooched off of you right? Well, good luck to him trying to mooch off of any 25 year old lol, he won’t be able to, for many reasons we all know! Your ex is an idiot like all cheaters are and he didn’t get a character transplant with the OW, he will eventually show his true colors to her, but lucky for you he is no longer your problem, he is OW’s problem now! Count your blessings! 🙂

          • TheMuse says

            March 13, 2015 at 8:14 pm

            Preach it, Nicolette14! “Well, good luck to him trying to mooch off of any 25 year old lol, he won’t be able to, for many reasons we all know! Your ex is an idiot like all cheaters are and he didn’t get a character transplant with the OW, he will eventually show his true colors to her, but lucky for you he is no longer your problem, he is OW’s problem now! Count your blessings!”

            • Jen says

              March 16, 2015 at 7:22 am

              I am in my early forties. I have had men in their sixties with money try to woo me, and I just don’t find them attractive. I will let them buy me dinner, and enjoy the conversation, but can’t imagine sleeping with them. I have always made that clear, but I guess they hope, and I stopped doing it because that seemed unfair to them.

              I also have had very nice looking men in their early twenties try. That was extremely flattering, but once again, I just can’t see myself sleeping with them. I won’t even let them buy me dinner. It’s too Mrs. Robinson for my tastes.

              So I just don’t see how a woman in her twenties would feel attracted to a much older man. I guess I could go as far as five years younger or ten years older. Anything else is kind of gross. How did Anna Nicole Smith do it and not vommit?

        • LovedAJackass says

          March 14, 2015 at 11:48 am

          NW, I’m 63 and not smooth all over any more either. But I still see myself as a catch. And now I am smart enough to know that there aren’t many men my age who can keep up with me. So be it. There are plenty of people and animals in the world who will appreciate my brand of awesomeness.

  30. just another chump says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:33 am

    Fear of failure. Having to admit we made a mistake ever getting married to begin with. I did not know about his infidelity until after he dumped me but we had been circling the drain for years. He was an alcoholic, I was the good little wife who propped him up, disengaged from my family and friends to support him after he lost jobs, went back to school and built up a career.
    Years of feeling inadequate and alone in a house full of boisterous kids and a gregarious husband that everybody loved. I felt like the nanny and housekeeper for so long and was afraid to venture out away from my identity as wife to this POS and mother (thank you for these kids).
    Still trying to get my kick ass self together but now I not some asshole’s facade of normal.

  31. Chumpy says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:34 am

    Quicksilver please keep posting so we know you are safe. Big Hug sent your way.

    • LovedAJackass says

      March 14, 2015 at 11:48 am

      Yep.

  32. Doglover says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:43 am

    I needed a dog sitter. Well really it was because we had such a long history together. I felt like I would be losing my best friend too. I wasn’t ready to part ways but knew deep down I would have to for my own sanity. He was in bad health due to his vices and passed away so the decision was made for me. In the end I stayed for love but my feelings were changing.

    • ItsAJourney says

      March 15, 2015 at 10:41 am

      I felt as though I would be losing my best friend as well. Crazy isn’t it? I originally just suffered through Dday alone, which I think caused my deepest depression. I felt like a child turning to him for comfort, and really began to worry about my sanity. It was all so sick. All the while he was reestablishing contacts with former affair partners.

      I’ve moved on past all that. Now I mostly see him objectively; as if I’m observing a subject for research, but it took me 2 years to get here.

  33. cheaterssuck says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:49 am

    A few things. Numero Uno: Fear of being alone.

    We were married for 23 years when I found out about his affair so it was also a sunk costs thing.

    Plus (and this might sound crazy) but our early years were lean in the money department, plus the struggles of juggling kids, daycare, careers. When he had his affair we were finally in a good place -or so I thought. We had money to travel; we bought our house at a good time and had really paid down the mortgage. I thought we were headed into the golden years of our lives.

    I couldn’t even handle the thought of just letting the other woman slip into the life that I worked so hard for so I stayed for another 3 torturous years after dday. I pretty much knew from day one that things weren’t right though. I listened to all the so called experts but there was a niggling feeling in the back of my mind that I just couldn’t get rid of to save my life.

    I was miserable the whole time and eventually I didn’t care if the OW slipped into my old life because the longer I stayed, the more I realized it was not such a great life after all. Thanks to CL and CN I finally came to my senses.

    Going to court today to revert back to my maiden name too! woot woot

    • StrongerEveryday says

      March 13, 2015 at 10:07 am

      Congrats on going back to your maiden name! I’m counting down the days until I reclaim mine. And I will never change it again. 🙂

      • hurt1 says

        March 13, 2015 at 2:13 pm

        Never changed my maiden name – best thing I ever did. No one will ever make the connection between us. By the way, his last name is very close to the word “coward.” Fitting huh?

      • Arnold says

        March 14, 2015 at 8:59 am

        Gotta agree on the keeping up sexualized deal. 40 year old man is no match for a 40 year old woman. And, the disparity grows even more as we age.
        most of my male friends in their 60 ‘s have little interest or ability left. Thank God for golf.

        • Jen says

          March 16, 2015 at 7:34 am

          Oh my goodness, he loves golf! He plays Tiger Woods golf on the PLAYSTATION with his OW and roomate.

          I really don’t think the cheating is about sex. We had a lot of sex and it was mostly pretty good. I think he was addicted to making me an enemy, getting one over on his enemy, and having women find him attractive. Oh and drugs. That too.

    • Maree says

      March 13, 2015 at 11:23 am

      I reverted back to my birth name roughly 12 months ago and it is lovely when I hear my name called. I was born with my wonderful name and I will die with it!! 🙂

    • One Step at a Time says

      March 13, 2015 at 11:40 am

      Congrats on going back to your maiden name. BEST thing I did in all of this mess!!!

      • syringa says

        March 13, 2015 at 12:58 pm

        I went back to my maiden name too and I love it. It’s a great name and I’m never changing it again!!

    • mrsvain says

      March 13, 2015 at 3:59 pm

      that is my next step, changing my name back to my maiden name but also changing my 2 youngest last name to my maiden name. i have struggled with this decision for a year now, knowing in doing so i am the one burning the bridges and XH will never forgive me. BUT seriously!!! he cheats, betrays, lies and mindfucks me over and over. HE walked out on our marriage and our family, our children!! HE chooses a married hood rat that belongs to another man and doesnt take care of her own kids over a loving, supportive wife and wonderful, trusting, loving and believing boys? finally he abandons those boys because it was too hard for him to face their anger, pain and hurt during visitations, not to mention the hood rat is giving him grief over it, doesnt want to share him and cant give him 4 hours every other sunday to spend with his own children (but she RESPECTS him so much more then i ever did, gag), so the boys (his flesh and blook) have not seen him since Fathers day last year……..

      in other words, if i am doing all the work, if i had to deal with all their anger, pain and hurt, if i am the person who is supporting them financially, emotionally, and physically, if i am the one who is teaching them morals, values and intergrity and guiding them into their adult years …………………….then WHY shouldnt they have MY last name. who said the boys had to keep HIS last name just because he popped a nut and got me knocked up? it takes more then that to be a daddy. If he cant stick to it until the bitter end, i dont see why my 2 boys should carry his name. a name of a loser, betrayer, liar, and cheater. beside XH was always throwing it in MY FACE how i was “keeping” him for his family, how i wasnt “letting” him see his sisters (crackwhores. literally) and cousins (drug dealers, literally). now a year later, not a single one of his family has came to me, has asked how the boys are, has called to see if they can visit the boys or to invite the boys to a birthday party or bbq or anything….and that is when it dawned on me. i never kept him from his family, his family NEVER invited us to a damn thing!!! how was i sappose to invite myself and 5 kids to someones house that i didnt even know!!! on the other hand, my side of the family have all been very supportive, have called to ask how i and the boys are doing and if we need anything, have always included me and the boys to everything that is going on.

      so since niether HE nor HIS FAMILY want, care or love these boys and MY FAMILY does, then i dont see any reason NOT to change their name to my maiden name!!!! (and yes, it was on the divorce papers so i can, the only thing that was holding me back was hurting boyman, now i dont care)

      • namedforvera says

        March 13, 2015 at 6:15 pm

        It’s funny, we agreed when I got pregnant that girls would have my last name, and boys would have his… of course I had fibroids, silent endometriosis and all kinds of plumbing stuff that led to secondary infertility. (Another thing that Crapweasel said made me “not good enough” to be married to…sheesh…).

        Anyhoo, after daughter was born, neither love nor money (so to speak) brought us a second. So per the arrangement, she has my name–I never stopped using my own name, personally or professionally. Daughter has his last name as one middle, but she wants to legally remove it.

        A red flag of sorts–his family refused to recognize her legal name, constantly referring to her by the wrong name. Such disrespect.

    • willowchumpx30 says

      March 13, 2015 at 6:35 pm

      I am still here because of fear. Fear of the unknown. Of my kids having to choose between us and the emotional duress that would cause them. Fear Of the loss of my identity which has been tied to his for more than half my life. Who am I? Fear Of being ripped to shreds financially. Of having to divide my life up based on material things. Of having to erase all the years of memories. Of not having future memories to make. Fear Of him still having to be in my life to share the kids. Of having to meet the OW. Of my kids having to meet the OW. Of throwing away everything I have known and held dear. Fear of never being attractive enough to for someone else. Fear Of making it easy for him to blow us off and giving him the out he wants. Afraid of his temper and the major volcanic eruption. Caldera Yellowstone park size eruption. (Not ever physical but I am sure I will pay a heavy price) I cannot tel you how many times I have thought that it would be better if he had died than for me and the kids to have to live with this. At least with death there is closure and an end. There is no end to this infidelity. Ever. We now have this (me and the kids) to live with. This is my children’s legacy. As soon as they are mature and strong enough I plan to tell them how sick he is.

      • willowchumpx30 says

        March 13, 2015 at 6:38 pm

        BTW I am still here staying for now, but getting ALL my ducks in a row. Sleuthing and slinking and copying every and any financials that smell corrupt. It’s amazing that after ten months I am still finding money/trips/gifts that was spent on oh ho’s and/or AP

        • Donna says

          March 14, 2015 at 8:19 am

          Make sure your name is not on credit cards. Have your own. Your children will be relieved when you leave him. Save money plan your exit.

        • LovedAJackass says

          March 14, 2015 at 11:53 am

          Go see a badass attorney. Now. Right now you think that nothing will change. But there is no guarantee that he won’t leave or file first or give you an STD. You are already paying a terrible price for living with this stuff. Don’t let fear hold you prisoner. It’s hard to see, in the middle of the pain of betrayal and marital debris, that life can be better when you commit to being happy and healthy without the cheater.

          • LovedAJackass says

            March 14, 2015 at 9:26 pm

            You don’t need to file, but the attorney will be able to tell you more about what you can expect going forward to protect yourself in every way.

  34. Paula says

    March 13, 2015 at 10:11 am

    My stupidity is why I stayed!!! I didn’t protect myself financially in case of this sort of thing! I didn’t leave myself an out. My husband was becoming more and more unhappy with his corporate job and more and more unhappy with me for quitting my job. I quit my very good job due to favoritism. After being on the job for 2 years they gave the girl I had trained, the day shift after just being there for 4 months. I couldn’t take the slap in the face. I told my husband I would get a new job just as soon as he stopped drinking. I was being childish I know but my frustration with his growing drinking problem was immense. I wasn’t going to work just to see him spend it on booze. Months later after becoming very angry at me and his employer for screwing him over financially on a long term project in Russia, he hooked up with a prostitute younger than his and my daughters. He saw her over a period of six weeks, 3 times in all so he says. It took him 3 months to confess to the first time and nearly seven more before he admitted to seeing her a third time. He said he did it because he just didn’t care anymore. Entitlement played a big part here. He was bragging about flying first class, going to the crown room with other million mile flyers . If I hadn’t been so financially vulnerable, I really would have walked out the door. It’s been 2.5 years now, the hurt is still very much apart of my every day life. He has stopped drinking, taken a new job and moved to Texas. His depression has lifted. No traveling any more except to come here to help with repairs and such on the house. I’m still in Ohio trying to sell the house for the past 10 months. Besides the trickle truth in the beginning , he has been trying really hard to keep us together. He is very transparent, very generous,remorseful, and accountable. He begs me to move down with him when the house sells….I just can’t get over the shit he put me through though. My anger is still threw the roof! I was depressed so long I got really skinny and now I’m just plain fat.Forgiveness is not going to happen for a long time if at all.So virtually I’m still in limbo. I’m 60 years old and don’t want to be divorced for a third time. The hardest thing to get over is the deception. He was so fucking brave when an ocean was separating us and my back was turned. I’m pissed that he let some little street urchin come between us, up in his expensive penthouse suite. So the reason i’m still here is $$$$$. I do still love him but fuck that…and yes , i’m fucking bitter!!!!!

    • IHaveHate says

      March 14, 2015 at 10:00 pm

      Paula…….I hear ya on the ‘fucking bitter’ part! Me too! Hate that son of a bitch with everything I got! We are no longer together.

  35. ohthisagain says

    March 13, 2015 at 10:22 am

    I’m currently running with the Unicorn herd. What keeps me with him? Well, I guess I’ve weighed the pros and cons, and currently the pros of staying are beating the pros of leaving:

    Pros for leaving:
    – Not having to deal with his shenanigans every year or two
    – A clear mind. No more playing marriage police and living in fear, waiting for the next “gotcha”
    – Overall, a healthier me

    Pros for staying:
    – Family – 3 little kids – I don’t want to ruin their childhood and he is a good dad.
    – Money – we live in a 50/50 no fault state. He makes substantially more than I do. I’d suffer financially.
    – Friendship – I really do like being around him most of the time and I’d miss him.
    – The support of marriage – having a teammate for the childcare, house, etc.
    – Traditions – never thought I’d get a divorce and want to tough it out
    last but not least
    – The man is very good in bed and I’m still very much attracted to him.

    So. That’s it. Basically my head is a little screwed up now while I continue to smoke Hopium, but it’d be just as screwed up, if not more, if I left him. This could change though. There’s only so much one person can take. I’ll have to wait and see.

    • Chumpped says

      March 13, 2015 at 12:34 pm

      You are giving your kids a horrible example. Is that how you would want your son to treat a wife? Is that what you would tell a daughter to do if she was cheated on? Children are resilient, and the younger they are the easier it is on them, but the older they get, it’s a whole other ball game, when they find out he cheated on you, and they will, they will loose all respect for you. Sorry to be harsh, just being honest.

      You are the victim of abuse, and that is not the example your kids need.

      Nobody has ever regretted leaving a cheater, talk to any chump and the only regret you will hear is not leaving sooner.

      Sorry, but the sooner you step up and do it, the happier you will be with yourself. Best of Luck.

    • Psyche says

      March 13, 2015 at 12:37 pm

      OTA, I could have written your list some years ago. Please, please go now. The children were number one on my list – and then I finally realized I had to LEAVE for them, not stay. He is not a good dad. He does not act in their best interest. If he did, he wouldn’t have cheated. You no longer have the option of a truly intact family: he destroyed that. Your only options now are a sham marriage or an honest separation.

      Children *know* when you are suffering: they know something is wrong. Right now, they are being forced to live a lie (gas lighting). It is corrosive for them to grow up this way. Please, all of you chumps who are “staying for the kids” – please, reconsider. We had several poignant comments on this on another thread from people who wished their parents had not done that. LEAVE FOR THE KIDS. They need you to be strong, looking out for them; they need truth on which to ground their lives; they need to have healthy behavior, healthy boundaries, and healthy relationships modeled for them.

      (As for the other items on your list, you can later find friendship, support, and great sex from someone else who actually loves you. Financially, you are safer untying your boat from a person of demonstrably poor character – plus of course no amount of money is worth giving up your self-respect or modeling that to your kids. Traditions? We also had a great post here the other day: in essence, *because* you value marriage, you should put an end to this sham.)

      Please don’t wait. If you wait till you can’t take any more, you’ll just be weaker and there will be more damage to fix.

      • ohthisagain says

        March 13, 2015 at 12:45 pm

        Thanks for the advice, I know I probably should leave. Another thing that keeps me around is that I don’t have actual proof of his cheating. First incident was a so-called porn addiction that included Craiglist emails, dating sites, etc. Second incident is an emotional affair that I haven’t been able to confirm went physical with a ho-worker. I know he loved her though, and that’s enough to break me.

        I really am in limbo. If he was out there physically cheating on me it’d be a lot easier. I certainly don’t want to get any std’s. It’s mentally exhausting.

        • nicolette14 says

          March 13, 2015 at 1:10 pm

          How much proof do you need? He is emailing on craiglists, he is on dating sites, he is LOOKING!! Maybe he found what he was looking for maybe he didn’t, but he sure will eventually and I don’t buy one second it was an EA with that ho-worker! Men don’t waste their time on a woman if he wasn’t hoping to get lucky and get between her legs and don’t love a woman before he gets between her legs. Do you honestly think he will tell you if they had sex? Neither him nor the ho-worker will admit to anything. I think you are being gaslighted. Even if there was a sex tape ( solid proof )he will gaslight the fuck out of you and make you believe what you saw wasn’t real, like my ex would.

          Let me be blunt, if he walks like a duck, looks like a duck, the motherfucker is a quack!

          • LovedAJackass says

            March 14, 2015 at 11:57 am

            Yep. ohthisagain doesn’t need proof. She has it.

            • Donna says

              March 14, 2015 at 7:39 pm

              Men who cheat are amazing at covering their tracks. Some leave the evidence you described to control you. Mine left evidence every time. A man who is indifferent to the pain they inflict on their wife is very disturbed. It took me years of lies and Ow to figure it out. my x wasn’t good in bed, he was a bed wetter,alcoholic,drug abusing, serial cheater. I too thought he was a good father but my children lost respect for him when they SAW the OW and know he is cheating on her. They do it again and again.

        • Psyche says

          March 13, 2015 at 1:16 pm

          OTA, I totally sympathize. I spent years in limbo, and it’s a painful place to be. Shortly after I decided to leave, but while I was still lining up ducks, mine physically attacked me – again. That was the night I called the police, and I never saw him again (I pressed charges, got a protective order, and filed for divorce). I just don’t want to see you painfully forced out of limbo the way I was — or as others have been, by another D-day or a sudden abandonment. Trust your gut and step out of limbo. Porn addiction and loving someone else are good enough reasons to go.

          One thing I found helpful as I tried to work my way out of limbo was to do my homework (lots of good reads recommended here in Tracy’s list) and to start taking steps to strengthen myself (Lundy Bancroft refers to these as your no-matter-what goals). Move the marriage off the front burner, and think about what you want to do to grow as a person, to become a better mother and a stronger human being – regardless of whether you stay in the marriage or leave it. Then start taking those steps. (Might be in regards to finances, education, career, physical fitness, individual counseling for you, cultivating a strong network of friendships, finding sources of personal joy like art/music, etc.).

          Hint: a spouse who truly loves you will want to support your growth wholeheartedly and enthusiastically. One who doesn’t will get jealous/panicky and try to interfere. Don’t ask for or wait on his approval. Just do what you need to do. (I eventually realized that mine used to deliberately distract me with his crises and tantrums, so all my attention and energy would be focused on him.)

          And line up your ducks, OTA: gather financial records, inform yourself about community resources, talk to a lawyer. Tell supportive people what you are going through and find out how they can help you. Information is power.

        • LovedAJackass says

          March 14, 2015 at 9:29 pm

          I’m not sure why a porn addiction, Craig’s list ads, and a ho-worker aren’t enough. Surely that is not what you thought marriage or fidelity would be. What do YOU want? What do YOU need to be happy and safe?

        • NWBiblio says

          March 15, 2015 at 3:35 pm

          In case you’re still reading, here’s one more thing to add to your lists: My mother tolerated years of abuse from my dad but wouldn’t divorce him for a lot of the reasons you listed here. This fucked me up, as her daughter in many ways that I’m still paying for:
          1. As a child, I felt like it was MY FAULT Mom & Dad stayed together — were it not for me, my mom would’ve been able to get away from him sooner. Guilt!
          2. Watching a woman tolerate abuse from her husband, I knew it was wrong but here I am the victim of just as much (if a different sort) abuse in my OWN marriage, but I stayed with it because “Hey, it could be worse! At least better than Mom & Dad’s!”, instead of convincing myself I deserve better than ANY sort of abuse!

          Is that what you want to teach your kids? Set them up to develop their own fucked up relationships? I SO much wish my mom would’ve left my dad earlier! I don’t care how poor we would’ve been — it would’ve been so much better for me, in the long run, to see a strong woman role model. Instead I, like my father, regarded her (wrongly) as weak and I also resented her for a long long time.

          Doing it for yourself *IS* doing it for your kids. You learn what you live.

        • E.T. says

          August 7, 2019 at 9:31 am

          No, it’s not easier if you have proof of something physical.
          Because your endurance is getting higher and higher. With every discovery. With every time you stay “in spite of”.
          And if you are now tolerating an emotional affair, you are raising this bar of tolerance even more.
          When you find out it’s been physical, you will try and find SOMETHING ELSE to grasp on so you don’t leave him.
          It could be as ridiculous as “okay, it’s been physical but ONE TIME. If I find out it’s been MORE than one time, I will then leave”

          Do you get what I’m saying?

          I realize this is from 2015.
          And I’m late to the party.
          But I hope you read this.
          And if you are free and strong now, if you are happy and alone or happy and in a relationship, I salute you!

          If you are not, I still salute you, because I get it.
          But you need to find your balls.

    • Lookingup says

      March 13, 2015 at 1:01 pm

      Good dad?! Not cheating on the kids mom is a big prerequisite to being called a good parent. Not threatening to destroy their little lives. So he takes them to soccer practice and tucks them into bed, who cares. Give the mother some respect too or hit the bricks, dad.

    • Donna says

      March 14, 2015 at 8:38 am

      Hopium is a powerful addiction. STDS are also powerful reminders of the disregard cheaters put us at risk for when we stay.

    • Donna says

      March 14, 2015 at 11:57 am

      Ohthisagain, that describes the pattern. This again! More cheating. Friends respect and trust. Rather than pushing the repeat button I hope you find the stop button.

  36. super_chump says

    March 13, 2015 at 10:24 am

    Fear. Not for me, but for my kids. We already live a financially difficult life. I’m staying in in-house separation still for their sake. I would have left right away if it was just me. I’ve been on my own before. I know I would have been fine.
    It’s going to be a long 2 years while I go back to school. I’m very excited about it though! I spent years wondering what I should be doing with my life. I knew it was time to do something and didn’t want to be a SAHM forever. But I felt stuck. At least one good thing has come out of this trauma. It has forced me to make choices for myself.

    • LovedAJackass says

      March 14, 2015 at 12:00 pm

      Congratulations on going back to school. A friend of mine made a vision board for the new life she is trying to build. I did a little “altar” with all the things I am grateful for and want to build in my life and I kept a gratitude journal. You might try something like that to help you focus while you are enduring in-house separation. Two years will go fast if you have big goals and support from those who love you. Good luck.

  37. Eilonwy says

    March 13, 2015 at 10:33 am

    I stayed out of fear:
    fear of losing the life I had imagined (holidays together, aging together)
    fear of damaging my children’s lives
    fear of failing
    fear that I wasn’t being compassionate enough
    fear that people would be disappointed in me

    I left out of fear too:
    fear that I would lose the life I had worked for through his financial excesses
    fear that he would damage our children’s lives through his anger and raging
    fear that I was becoming a stereotypical abuse victim through my own in action

  38. Datdamwuf says

    March 13, 2015 at 10:35 am

    I tried to save the relationship cos he lied and gaslighted, it would have been all over in less than 4 months even with the one false reconciliation if he hadn’t escalated to real violence when I told him we were divorcing. March 23 confrontation, chooses me, 3 days, still lying, put him in a hotel. He gets an apartment. I call lawyers but no appointment cos he shows up June 4 begging me to take him back, I do. He gives me an STI, MC convinces me to try and overcome that. July 4 I find he is still seeing OW, tell him we are divorcing. He attacks me, I call cops, he convinces them that I attacked him and gets me arrested. He convinces me he did everything to stop them, I believe him right up until I hear him on the 911 tape telling the lie that I attacked him. During that time he’s going to MC with me, but he’s getting scarier. Now I know he set me up, it’s October and I tell him divorce. But I am trapped with him on probation for a “deferred dismissal” of the charges he set me up for. Now he feels in complete control, he won’t leave, he doesn’t pay bills, he isn’t working. He gets crazier, I can’t report abuse because he’s not leaving a mark and I can’t trust the cops anyway, they arrested me when I called for help before. He won’t leave the house, he lost job, in/out of rehab, then he’s drunk every single day. I can’t afford to pay for my house and another place to live so I don’t leave. Eventually he agrees to mediation then brings a gun in the house, threatens to kill himself, me. I finally get away, call cops, he convinces the cops I made the shit up about the gun (even with the loaded gun sliding around in the trunk). Only luck is he went for more liquor so they get him in his car, arrest him for DUI. My chance, while he’s still in jail, I get emergency protective order, I get him committed to a hospital, he talks his way out of hospital in 3 days. I spend a full day in court and am granted 2 year protective order. FEAR, fear of him getting me arrested again, fear of losing my house after 20+ years. And, NOT enough fear to walk away from my home, never thought he’d really kill me, I was wrong.

    Triggering post because right now I am working on getting my PO renewed again, I’m told it’s unlikely because it works (he hasn’t done anything to me in the last 2 years). Apparently if he violated the PO it’s no problem to get it renewed. So if it works, you lose the PO, if it doesn’t work the court is happy to give it to you.

    • Nolagirl says

      March 13, 2015 at 10:55 am

      This is what I fear most. I wish he would have just left with the OW.

    • Arnold says

      March 14, 2015 at 9:08 am

      Guy is nuts, Dat. But, in reality, those orders for protection are worthless, anyway, if someone really wants to hurt you.
      I would get a big dog.

      • LovedAJackass says

        March 14, 2015 at 12:02 pm

        And read or re-read “The Gift of Fear” by Gavin de Becker (link posted on the site). Good luck and take good care of yourself. Your fellow chumps love and value you.

    • ReDefiningMe says

      March 16, 2015 at 12:02 pm

      I had the same issue Dat – he was out of the country for all 5 years of the first CPO, so hadn’t physically violated it. I was pretty worried -attorney said it was a long shot. ExH even got cocky, and called and told me that WHEN the CPO expired and i was dead, that he was coming for the kids. I documented that, and showed up in court. He did too (no attorney) and asked for a continuance to get an attorney. Showed up late for the next time (without an attorney) and lied to the judge, saying his attorney was late…no, his attorney couldn’t come because of the weather…but couldn’t remember the name of the attorney. Asked for another continuance, judge denied. ExH gets to cross-examine me – only the second time I’d seen him in 7 years (the other time being the first court appearance). Asked me if I remembered how much he loved me. Seriously. Then he “didn’t remember” the instances of abuse that happened during the marriage. All in all, he looked like a fool, but I at least got another 2 years worth. I had nightmares for months. But at least it was so very apparent that he is completely and totally crazy. And a liar. Really hoping for the best for you. Hugs.

  39. shayshay says

    March 13, 2015 at 10:50 am

    I valued our wedding vows to each other.. and didn’t realize people wore masks.

    • NWBiblio says

      March 13, 2015 at 11:10 am

      Yes, shayshay, me too. Me, too. 🙁

    • mrsvain says

      March 13, 2015 at 4:10 pm

      very well said!!!!

  40. malbecrioja says

    March 13, 2015 at 10:51 am

    Somehow, I was adamant that the unicorn was real. I had lassoed it, had it in a pen, and I refused to let it go. Hell, I resigned from a job, moved three states, brought three little kids with me, a dog and a cat. That damn unicorn was real, I tell you!!

    Once I started loosening the reins on the unicorn, I started to see the reality of my screwed up situation. Yes, every day no contact is tough, but now we’re four months and and 25 days from D-day and I don’t know why I waited so long to send the unicorn on its way. Guess deep down inside letting go of the dream means accepting that it was a hologram.

  41. Nolagirl says

    March 13, 2015 at 10:52 am

    I stayed initially because I thought it was a “one time thing”. He appeared remorseful…he wanted to “work on us” and he still loved me..joke is on me. I stayed because I loved our life and our family that we built together over the years. But as time has gone on, I have found the secret emails, phones, receipts and pretty concrete proof that my gut feeling was and has been spot on. In fact, I have pretty much figured out that this type of behavior has gone on since the beginning of our relationship, and only in discovering have I put the pieces together of serial cheating..one night hook ups while traveling, prostitutes, massage parlors etc. He claims he had an EA with a stripper and that they only kissed bc he could not get it up..yeah right lol..Claims it happened bc I didn’t trust him and always accused him of cheating so he figured why not do it..turns out my accusations have always been true. I finally admitted to myself that this is who he is. I have been able to admit that no matter how shiny things appear and how much he buys my love, it is a lost cause. I swept abuse, lies and pain and spackled the shit out this son of a bitch. I am no longer confronting him. I am being an amazing and perfect wife and he is so reciprocating (surface only). I am lining everything up so that when the end comes, he will be the chump and won’t see it coming. Tit for tat you dirty mother f’er. Who is the chump now? Yes, I am bitter but getting better.

    • Lania says

      March 13, 2015 at 9:35 pm

      Its pretty damn pathetic when they claim that EA’s = only a kiss.
      Kissing implies its physical, you fucktard. And like thats any less henious.

  42. FlyingSquirrel says

    March 13, 2015 at 10:57 am

    DENIAL. That was my modus operundi. The marriage was so bad, I was already planning my exit strategy. But when I noticed strange phone numbers and contacts in his phone, when he’d hide his facebook when I came around, when he changed all his passwords after 10 years of openly sharing them, THAT’S when I stuck my head in the sand and pretended that none of it was happening. I asked for a divorce a couple of months later. He seemed sad but relieved.

    • FlyingSquirrel says

      March 13, 2015 at 11:11 am

      Looking back, it’s plain to me that the evidence was there for years, but I just wouldn’t allow myself to see it. I threw myself into full-on chump mode instead for so many reasons…..trying to keep the family together, “I can fix this” mentality, fear of failure, a misplaced sense of loyalty and duty. UGH.

  43. syringa says

    March 13, 2015 at 11:04 am

    I never had a chance to stay but I probably would have if I did. But I know me. I would have tortured the shit out of him every day of his life and he knew that. I also knew him well enough by then and had found out about his history by then to know that when he left he was gone for good. This was a man who was never faithful to anyone. A guy who was addicted to falling in love and incapable of maintaining it. A guy who was missing something so essential to the whole.

    I hate that he’s still with the OW and it appears that they are doing so ‘well.’ I still feel like she won. And I know…I know…..She won someone’s cheating, lying husband. But the fact remains…I’m the ONE that sleeps alone every night and spends every weekend alone. However, he was very generous to me in the divorce settlement and continues to be generous every month. He makes sure I have everything I want or need. I continue to be a guilt in his life. He knows I didn’t deserve the shit he rubbed in my face. This betrayal still remains the biggest hurt in my life and I honestly don’t know if I’ll ever get over it. I’ve been to counseling and I’ve come to terms with it as well as I can but I just think I’m one of those people that doesn’t get over things very well. I’m still single after all these years and haven’t even come close to loving another man. Oh the damage these people do!!

    • Maree says

      March 13, 2015 at 11:15 am

      “This betrayal still remains the biggest hurt in my life and I honestly don’t know if I’ll ever get over it”.
      syringa, I know I will never get over the betrayal and hurt but I am getting beyond it. I have to or it will kill me. I cannot hold onto what I never really had. Sad as it is, it is better than living make believe.

  44. SphinxMoth says

    March 13, 2015 at 11:17 am

    Something is bothering me.

    I am beginning to wonder if human beings are just a huge pool of selfishness. I mean Cheaters and Chumps both. Now wait before you jump all over me. Hear me out.

    I know why I stayed–I wanted to believe him. I wanted it. I selfishly wanted none of this bullshit to be real because if it was, that shit was going to fuck up my life in a way that I simply didn’t WANT to have to handle. It was going to be fucking hard! Inconvenient, humiliating, boring, lonely—and just plain old sucky.

    It was all about what I didn’t want to have to deal with if this were true.

    The reality of it is—someone said this above as to why they stay—I was hugely attracted to my XH…but he has indiscriminate sex with other people, unprotected…and who in their right mind, in this day and age of HIV/Hepatitis/HPV….would continue to have sexual relations with a person who is sexually promiscuous? This has nothing to do with fidelity at this point. Where is the survival instinct–I’m not allowing that asshole to touch me with that thing! I have no idea where it’s been–and he’s proven that he can’t tell the truth about that, or respect me enough to use protection. Does he interview APs and get their health histories and know for sure that THEY aren’t fucking everyone in town too? I mean….cheaters LIE, and the AP is a fucking cheater right there with the spouse! FFS!

    My XH was a “good dad” too–protective, spent all kinds of time with them. But he LIES and CHEATS–he did it to me, why would I think that he stops right there, that he wouldn’t do that to THEM (now or eventually)?

    I lost respect and faith in him—and I’m going to allow my kids to see that and learn that? How selfish is THAT? This isn’t about just the BS, when there are kids involved.

    Ugh. This is scaring me.

    • Nolagirl says

      March 13, 2015 at 11:26 am

      You are spot on. I have always and still am attracted to my husband. But now I cringe when he touches me. Eww.

    • NWBiblio says

      March 13, 2015 at 11:34 am

      I think your major premise — that humans are selfish — is correct. Biologically, we’re driven to maximize our own condition (resources, happiness, girl scout cookies, you name it) to maximize our reproductive potential, and after that maybe it’s hard to let those drives go. Have you seen the Friends episode where Phoebe is trying to commit a completely selfless act, and she can’t do it because even things that look selfless she realizes she’s doing them because they make HER feel better? Genius.

      HOWEVER, I would argue that your motives are not entirely selfish (see my post on laziness below). For one thing, I think allowing your kids to witness you losing respect in XH is not selfish but instead provides them a learning opportunity about how they might better their own futures in the way they treat their own future partners. Maybe it’s a selfish motivation but the end result is to the benefit of a new generation of humans.

      The cheaters? Yes, they’re selfish. We chumps? I don’t see it so much as selfishness as all the other things described here, mostly fear, sadness, depression, low self-esteem (I score high points on that one — HA! I have high self-esteem about my low self-esteem! How F-ed up is that??).

      As my therapist reminds me when I get on the tangent of How Awful the World Is, there are people who rush into burning buildings to save people, there are doctors who travel to war-torn countries to provide medical care, …. All around us, there are people who are NOT selfish, who are almost entirely selfLESS, and were it not for my dogs (whom I adore and refuse to compromise about), I might join them. Chuck it all and go vaccinate kids in the Sudan or something. — No, I’m not selfish. I’m not perfect. But I’m not selfish, either. XH? He’s just an asshole.

      • SphinxMoth says

        March 13, 2015 at 11:44 am

        Girl Scout Cookie Maximization. Guilty. 🙂

        I love this reply—except for maybe I don’t understand what you’re saying about staying with a cheater in order to allow your kids to see you lose respect for them…so that they may learn from it?

        I’m not sure about that. I don’t want my kids traumatized in any way….learning experience or not. And them seeing me and asshole hating on each other silently is something I can spare them from. I think showing them a POSITIVE response to disrespect…i.e. filing for divorce the microsecond I had hard evidence (I didn’t do that)…is a better thing?

        I know that there are selfless people. I do. I am just discouraged today by reading that comment about staying and having sex with a man who fucks around, because “he’s good at it”. That bothered the shit out of me.

        FTR, I also would leave the country and do something like work in an elephant sanctuary in Africa or sign on to the Sea Shephard…if it wasn’t for my kids and my responsibilities here. I don’t need much…sacrificing a little time from my own selfish desires and dreams in order to launch them properly is okay with me.

        • NWBiblio says

          March 13, 2015 at 4:17 pm

          Sorry, I was vague. I think what I meant was that, sure, it’s not healthy for your kids to see Mommy & Daddy hating each other. But I just spent an hour in my therapist’s office this morning, crying about my 9-month-old divorce (today would’ve been our wedding anniversary), and tracing at least some of it back to my own Mom/Dad role models: Dad’s an alcoholic, so Mom does all the parenting and meanwhile we all walk on eggshells to avoid setting Dad off, etc., etc., etc. — Would it have been better for me (as a child) to have raised by a single parent? How the hell do I know? But I *DO* know that seeing my mother eat shit for 16 years did absolutely nothing to teach ME not to eat XH’s shit when my own time came along. I always compared my marriage to that of my parents and thought, well, at least it’s not THAT bad, and so I stayed, instead of standing up and saying “I DESERVE BETTER!” I learned that from Mom & Dad.
          So there are worse lessons you could be teaching your kid, that’s all I’m trying to say.

          • TheMuse says

            March 13, 2015 at 6:27 pm

            Hey NW, I am sorry about your anniversary today. What a f*cking trigger. You are so way better than that guy. He just sucked off of your success and your drive to overcome your past. You loved him though and he wasn’t worth it. That totally sucks, I’m right there with you on that because like our friend LAJ whose user name says it All, i totally loved my loser as well. Pure, unselfish love. When I woke up this morning, well before checking here to see CL’s post for the day, I opened my eyes and looked at my old dresser in my bedroom and I suddenly thought, “I’m the kind of person who just accepts what life hands me. I’ll keep using the same old furniture till it falls apart. I don’t crave material possessions” and seriously, I was that way with Cheater. I was loyal to him and even though I now admit he was an abuser, if I didn’t find out about OW I would have stayed with him forever.

            He was in my will, my life insurance, everything. He would have gotten half of my estate, and my kids only half. He was so abusive to me but I’m a chump. So I was faithful and loyal to him and he was a “kept man” who I gladly supported in exchange for him playing the role of Man in my house. TBH, life is now telling me what my little feminist 20something self believed all those years ago, I don’t NEED a man to be a whole, complete person and a success. I just WANTED that. But the randomness of life made me vulnerable to a user. Your guy was also a user. I am so impressed by your success and hope you believe in yourself, on your journey to Meh.

          • One Step at a Time says

            March 13, 2015 at 7:15 pm

            NWBiblio,

            Sorry about the anniversary day! I know that was extremely difficult. Hugs to you!!! That time is quickly approaching for me (first one since divorce), and I really don’t know how I will be able to deal!

            • NWBiblio says

              March 13, 2015 at 7:46 pm

              thanks guys. It’s my first anniversary as a divorced woman, so I imagine next year will be easier and the year after, easier still. It didn’t help that, first thing this morning, I saw a photo on FB of XH at the San Diego Zoo with his (previously our) nephews, and I know POW (prev OW) was there, too. So, basically, he used our previous anniversary weekend to introduce the New Girl to his family. Classy!! — I even mentioned it to my therapist today, that maybe XH was also in pain and that’s WHY he chose this weekend to visit his family, but my therapist said, “Honestly, he’s probably just thinking about himself.” Truth.

              OSAAT, it’ll be OK. It sometimes feels like it’s not OK, but it turns out the world keeps spinning, and the stuff that wasn’t deeply rooted just flies off.

              And, Muse, I have to laugh, because I’m the same way. I was griping at work the other day because one of my scrub tops is falling apart and I was like “I’ve only had this thing for … [calculating]…. Oh, never mind, twenty years…. I guess I could buy a new one!” Same thing with my furniture; I have an old bookshelf I found on a loading dock at Purdue University when I graduated from college — which means that bookshelf is older than XH’s girlfriend, by nearly five years! 🙂

              • TheMuse says

                March 13, 2015 at 8:15 pm

                I’ve been finding things in my kitchen as I ready it for the renovation, that are 30 and 40 yrs old, gaaah

          • Really says

            March 13, 2015 at 10:25 pm

            First, I want to echo what’s been said before, NWBiblio – you ROCK! The stuff you do in your life – I could only dream about. A vet?!? In the Last Frontier?!? The adventure! And knowing that that you can be proud of what you do and how you’re helping people and animals (anyone who has or has had a pet in their lives knows that when you help a pet, you’re helping their person too).

            I know you’ll get through the whole anniversary thing.

            Today would have been my anniversary too. And yes, I actually got married on Friday the 13th.

            Last year, when my first “anniversary” after the divorce (finalized two months prior) came by, it was unsettling. I felt like I couldn’t just ignore the day, but how do you acknowledge it? What do you do with it?

            So another year goes by. And here’s the day again, but that’s just what it was. A day. Something happened on that day a long time ago. Okay.

            I had my tax prep appointment today. You know how at the end, you have to sign/date your tax forms? So there I was, writing that date, and I just laughed. It looked so weird. As in “this date seems familiar – why is that?”

            So my tax preparer asked me what I was laughing about. I told her it would have been my 17th anniversary. Now, she’s just finished going through all my financials, so she knows what’s up (I got the house, and make all the payments on it; my business is doing well, getting a nice refund!) and she’s a take-no-crap-from-anyone woman. I looked her straight in the eyes and said, “He shouldn’t have cheated on me.”

            She said right back, “Yeah, you can’t date you’re girlfriend when you’re married.”

            HAHAHAHAHA!

            3.5 years ago, when dday occurred, I could never have imagined I’d be laughing and having a good time (doing taxes, no less). And don’t get me wrong – after dday I couldn’t even image living.

            To answer today’s post, I stayed because he was my everything. I didn’t know I was completely disposable to him.

            But I have things to do. Like raise my kids and make sure they’re getting though this with the support they need so they thrive. Like work at my business and take care of it so it can take care of me. Like do what I want to do without first having to go through all the scenarios to make sure someone won’t be upset. So time keeps going by, and every day gets a bit easier. And fuller. And better.

          • LovedAJackass says

            March 14, 2015 at 12:15 pm

            NW, so sorry you are going through a trigger episode. My old therapist called that “falling though a hole in time,” when something in the present (your anniversary) triggers all the shit that’s piled up from the past. He called that piled-up past debris a “blivet.” (hoping i spelled that right, if it’s not a made-up word). What he taught me is that the more I cleaned up the blivet–all that accumulated, unprocessed fear and pain from the past, the less things would trigger me. Since then, I’ve also learned that being aware that we are triggered starts to diminish the likelihood of that happening and the time we spend inside the hole in time.

            So good for you to be working on clearing up that blivet! And for being smart enough to know that you’ve been triggered and that all this stuff is connected.

            It’s very very hard work to look at the past. It takes a lot of courage. It takes the capacity to face failure and pain and shame. But the rewards….There is another way to live life that I never imagined and am just starting to see and work for. And it’s a life that is based on honest and holding myself accountable for maintain standards and boundaries so that I don’t invite, accept, tolerate and perpetuate abuse in my life. And because relationships by definition involved a dynamic, I am not feeding myself poison by thinking it is my job to fix the abuser and maintain a relationship single-handedly.

            Once we dig out from these dangerous and false assumptions about life, we can rebuild on solid ground without a blivet under us. But holy heck, it’s a lot of work! Which is why narcissist cheaters are never willing to do it.

  45. NWBiblio says

    March 13, 2015 at 11:24 am

    I think, now in hindsight, for me there was a component of laziness. — I don’t think it was the driving force that kept me in a bad marriage (and, like Muse, I didn’t stay after I found out about OW — the day he told me he “had feelings for her” (incidentally, trying to gaslight me a bit, “I TOLD you I had feelings for her!” — Ummm, no, I’m PRETTY sure I’d’ve remembered that little tidbit….) and that she was “important” (cue the voice cracking on the word “important,” he was so fraught with emotion!), I told him he had to move out by the end of the day.

    But why did I stay, before that? In truth, I too was unhappy — I’d been writing it in my journal, I now see, for at least the last ten years — but I thought I was unhappy because — ta daaaaahhh!! — I’m a depressed person. I’m not always depressed, but I struggle with it (have since I was about 16), am in therapy, etc., so I thought it was all me, making a big deal out of nothing. Being ignored at social gatherings, being moved to a back burner for any little thing that came along, not being taken care of sexually, … all these things (and more!) I attributed to anything but his core personality: his youth (he was 22 when I met him), his ascension in the work world, then his role as a small business owner (which, incidentally, I regard as his first mistress, the thing that really ruined our marriage, because he got such a big head over it, with all those little waitress girls fawning all over him, telling him how amazing he was just because he could pair a nice wine with a nice steak)…

    Anyway, the laziness: I think I thought when I married him, I was “done.” I could stop trying to answer the question of whether I’d grow old alone or have a partner. I had a partner! I loved him and he loved me, and, yeah, there were some problems, but in the cost:benefit, I felt like we came out ahead: enjoyed doing the same things, were respectful and (mostly) kind, did stuff together but also allowed time apart, … you know, sharing life. So I felt I could move my attentions to making sure the rest of OUR lives (how fun to have someone to plan my life and future with!) would be as awesome as possible: a sheep farm in Oregon where I could learn to make cheese, maybe another shop/bistro for him, saving saving saving our money (my money — have I not mentioned he was contributing nothing to our household or savings? Oh, right, you’ve all BTDT so you already knew that part) to make that happen.

    But then, poof, here comes Schmoopie with her “twu wuv”, and boring old responsible me never stood a chance. So now here I am again, and if I want to go find another person, I have to make an EFFORT again. Ugh!

    So this is all a roundabout way of saying “laziness.” For me, it was a component of laziness. Not proud of it, but there you go.
    (and of course, in spite of all things, I loved the shit out of that guy. I really did.)

    • SphinxMoth says

      March 13, 2015 at 11:57 am

      NWB, is this what CL means by “inertia”? I wondered about that since reading the 5 Reasons You Stay Stuck With a Cheater.

      Laziness. Wow what a raw word. That’s a hard idea to swallow, when it’s self directed. I might have to do some reevaluating. I know I didn’t cause his cheating. I know I am not responsible for his behavior. But I am responsible for my reaction to all of that.

      • NWBiblio says

        March 13, 2015 at 4:22 pm

        Maybe it is a bit harsh, but as my therapist reminded me just this morning: As an ACOA (Adult Child of Alcoholics), I am especially skilled at assuming more than my own share of responsibility. It’s how I feel I have some control, without allowing myself to admit I have absolutely no control over what is in other people’s hearts. I keep thinking that with just a little effort, XH & I could’ve fixed us — I really do think that’s true. But was XH ever going to make that effort? We’ll never know because he certainly didn’t want to at the end.

        • LovedAJackass says

          March 14, 2015 at 12:37 pm

          NW, everything you post today resonates with me. ACOA here. Hyper responsible. Fixing life, other people….but we can’t fix marriage without a partner who is all-in. And when we are living with someone who isn’t contributing on multiple fronts, that person is not all in. (And I don’t mean SAH parents here or simply not earning a paycheck). When the chump is the one doing the planning, saving, devoting–then the marriage can’t be fixed.

    • TheMuse says

      March 13, 2015 at 6:39 pm

      NWBiblio. I hate this guy for how he used you. I hope you aren’t offended I am focusing in on your posts. There is something about you being a vet and me being a lawyer, and these younger men who just sucked off of our success. What you (and I) are missing right now is NOT those two guys. It was illusory and that is painful but the strength in you that created your dream is still alive. Whether it’s a sheep farm in Oregon where you make craft cheese, or me renovating my kitchen, we do NOT need those assholes to do it. I have a very strong intuitive GUT feeling that you are going to be discovered by someone else who will make that mohawk-sporting restaurateur poseur a dim memory for you when you finally tell your life story.

      • NWBiblio says

        March 13, 2015 at 7:54 pm

        I love it that you remember he had a mohawk for a while — I think that phase has passed, but he still rides a skateboard to work. He’ll turn 40 in about two weeks — really kinda pathetic, IMHO.

        You’ve probably heard this, too, Muse, as an attorney. But so many of my friends & family really attack him for all the resources (especially money) I gave him. He never paid any rent/mortgage, or the utilities, or groceries (unless he wanted something special). He would pick up assorted costs of travel together sometimes. He paid for his own truck…. The dog food? Nope. The kitchen remodel (nearly $50K)? Umm, no.

        But that was never a thing for me. Never. I really didn’t care because I thought we were IN IT TOGETHER!!! So any investment I made was for both of us together. Improving his condition just improved my own. Besides, I loved him and wanted him to be happy. But, boy, you should’ve seen his face whenever I’d joke about him being a “kept man” — He wasn’t often angry, but that would get his dander up in a heartbeat!

        I don’t know if I ever will find anyone. I confess I *have* felt heartened (that’s a word, right?) by having met a couple guys. One I had a chance to get to know better didn’t really interest me, and he lives 400 miles away, so .. probably not. But there was a chance encounter at a Trader Joe’s in Oregon and I thought, I would totally go out with that guy (also a chump, thus the quick bond)! So, maybe….. Anything is possible, right? I mean, look what happened in this last year alone that I didn’t see coming! My ability to predict the future is evidently very very poor!! 🙂

        I wish I could come help you with your kitchen. Picking out the paint at the end is the best part!

        • TheMuse says

          March 13, 2015 at 8:20 pm

          Riding a skateboard to work at 40 is lame!!

          • FoolMeTwice says

            March 13, 2015 at 8:55 pm

            I agree. I’m all for staying current, but that’s actually sort of embarrassing. NWB, I’m sorry you’re having a crap day, but you’re in the right place and among friends. Hope you don’t let the FB postings get to you; it’s all for show. This has been a huge year for you and you’ve had to process so much, but from tomorrow you turn the page. Big hugs.

            • NWBiblio says

              March 14, 2015 at 12:24 pm

              Thanks, guys — It actually wasn’t such a bad day. And the FB thing was truly an accidental post by a distant ex-relative’s husband, who I’ve sort of tried to remain friends with. He was oblivious, I think, just posting photos of his cute grandsons sitting in front of the Orangutan cage, but it was XH who was holding up the younger grandson — the photo was from behind them, but obviously I recognized XH right away…. It wasn’t malicious, but I’ve unfriended them for these couple of weeks surrounding our ex-anniversary, XH’s upcoming birthday, … lots of potential triggers, best just not to see.

              And, yeah, the skateboard thing. Sometimes I think that should’ve been the biggest red flag that shit was coming unraveled in his head. Maybe should’ve had him institutionalized right then! Nowadays, every time I pass a skateboarder, I look at them and try to guess their age — so far no one has come close to 30, much less 40.

              Anyway, gotta stop wasting time inside his head and get into my own. Peace, friends!

          • Arnold says

            March 14, 2015 at 6:05 pm

            I think skateboarding to work would keep one in shape and is environmentally sound.
            As for carrying the brunt of financial burden, men have, stupidly,bought into that model for generations.
            if a relationship is lopsided from the standpoint of finances or some substitute for bringing in money, it is a recipe for disaster.

            • NWBiblio says

              March 15, 2015 at 3:42 pm

              he’s not riding the skateboard to be eco-friendly or for fitness. He has a bike (several) and he rides the skateboard in flip-flops. Also, he’s already skinny as a rail.

              as for the financial thing, it’s funny: As a young child in the 1960s, I saw all these men coming home from work, being handed martinis by their SAH wives at the end of their hard workday, and I thought, “Oh, *I* get it! The one who makes the money gets the posh life! Cool!” So I set on a path for a career that made a lot of money thinking (naively) that maybe *I* would be greeted with a martini at the end of the day! — yet another myth busted….

              My sister always insisted I should MAKE him chip in his portion, and sometimes I wonder if that would’ve actually strengthened our marriage. But mostly I’m tired of guessing at what he thought went wrong, if he’s even thought about it at all.

  46. Mehsmerized says

    March 13, 2015 at 11:31 am

    Very interesting topic and replies.

    I didn’t really have the chance to stay, since husband left… but oh, those rationalizing emotions to cover all the fears! All the convoluted thinking about ‘why I drove him into the arms of another woman.’ All the self-doubt and self-criticism. And now? I worry about me and my kid, and not the damaged man I married.

    Truly, getting to a good and ‘meh’ place here, just wishing the legal entanglements were simpler. I am now paying child support to him, even though I pay for everything for my kid… and I’ll have to pay him quite a bit to settle the divorce.

    But you know what? It’s worth it to never, ever have to consider the counterfeit, weak, dishonest man I married going forward. He will lose his power over me when he is off my payroll.

    Thanks to all for this fascinating place… and thanks CL!

  47. onthehill says

    March 13, 2015 at 12:04 pm

    Summing it up pretty well for me, … *”my idiocy and his mindfuckery”* …

    In more detail – it was: 1) Failure was NOT an option, 2) Toddler at the time, along with elderly parent. I was advised to pack up and get out by a county women’s group, but, could NOT leave her. 3) Literally no other family (on my side) to depend on (for me or my mother). His family was worse than him, 4) Could not depend on my mother because she was, at the time, in her mid 80s – so I did not feel I could handle it alone with a toddler AND an octogenarian (who might as well be nearly a toddler). 5) Broke – constantly. 6) My now X was quite artful at playing the co-dependency mindfuck dance.

    Once our child reached teenage and things were getting worse, not better, I couldn’t take it anymore (the abuse). I do not know if my X had a PA – I know for sure he had an EA.

  48. Chumpty Dumpty says

    March 13, 2015 at 12:10 pm

    My first D-Day came less than one year into our marriage. In hindsight, I should have ended it right then… no kids, no real monetary assets, not much time invested. Man, imagine the simplicity of that divorce. But it didn’t happen… I was just a young chump.

    We were both very young (18) when we got married. We spent our honeymoon in Germany, where I was stationed at the time and our first six months together were wonderful. But she soon became homesick and wanted to return to the states. When I finally returned stateside a few months later, she revealed that “because of her loneliness” she had been cheating on me. I was devastated of course, but I still loved her and I felt responsible for not being there for her. So I forgave her and we moved on.

    We continued to build our life together… college, careers, three kids, a home and over 26 years of marriage. It was a good marriage, until out of nowhere, she reveals that she “was not happy” and had been cheating with three different guys over a six month period. It was like a tsunami, no warning signs, just a tranquil beach one minute and a living nightmarish hell the next. Being the chump I am, I forgave her AGAIN and we agreed to work on reconciliation. That lasted all of 10 days, when I caught her in the act with douchebag number three. Her excuse was “I just can’t control myself.” I got an attorney that afternoon and filed three days later.

    I didn’t experience the years of abuse or constant fighting. It went from cruising at 70 miles per hour to slamming into a brick wall in the blink of an eye. I think the suddenness of it all has left me a little shell-shocked. I’m two and a half years past the divorce now and still trying to find my path to “meh” (Not a term I like to use, since that is the ex’s initials…lucky me. Think I’ll call it “Apathy Acres” instead.)

    • Datdamwuf says

      March 13, 2015 at 1:46 pm

      hahaha, “Apathy Acres”! How about “don’t give a shit city”, or forgettaboutit town”. Now I have the Green Acres theme song running in my head, damn you Chumpty Dumpty, I hate that song.

      • Chumpty Dumpty says

        March 13, 2015 at 2:47 pm

        Sorry Datdamwuf… it really “is the place to be” though!

    • One Step at a Time says

      March 13, 2015 at 2:27 pm

      “I didn’t experience the years of abuse or constant fighting. It went from cruising at 70 miles per hour to slamming into a brick wall in the blink of an eye. I think the suddenness of it all has left me a little shell-shocked.”

      Chumpty Dumpty, you just expressed EXACTLY how I felt on DDay!!

      • Chumpty Dumpty says

        March 13, 2015 at 3:08 pm

        One Step, it just amazes me how someone you’ve known and trusted your entire adult life can betray you at the drop of a stranger’s zipper.

        • One Step at a Time says

          March 13, 2015 at 7:34 pm

          Chumpty Dumpty,

          So much of your story is like mine. Married young, built a life together, college, careers, 2 kids, a home, and 30 years of marriage. Our stories are also like many of the other chumps here. But what is different from some of the other chumps is that my Xh (for approximately 29 years) was not a cheater, or abusive, or mean, or etc. But there IS something lacking in his character in order to flip that switch and decide cheating with his Howorker is better than loving me and all the wonderful things we had together. I still can’t wrap my head around it, and as you stated so well…”It was like a tsunami, no warning signs, just a tranquil beach one minute and a living nightmarish hell the next.” You just stand there, look around, and wonder what the HELL just happened!?!

          • Jen says

            March 16, 2015 at 10:49 am

            Yes my first ex was abusive and my second ex was the opposite. He wouldn’t even argue with me. Instead he cheated. I’m not sure which is worse. I was definately more scared of the abuse and it made first ex repulsive to me. I wish I could be repulsed by second ex. I don’t want to care anymore. I have achieved meh with first ex and that was the best thing that could gave happened.

            I think I will not be completely over it until I meet the next man. But I am so bad at picking the idea scares me.

        • Nat1 says

          March 13, 2015 at 7:42 pm

          X was constantly telling me how bad I made him feel for having such trust issues. While he hadn’t cheated till the end, he had done some other things that did make me wary. BUT I believe now, every time he made tht comment, what he was really saying was “watch out, you shouldn’t trust me”, he knew something I didn’t know! It occurs to me now I trusted him much more than he deserved. I won’t make that mistake again with anyone in the world!

  49. EchoNoMorr says

    March 13, 2015 at 12:11 pm

    This is the first time admitting this…
    I never had a D day, just 4 years of ever increasing abuse on every level and then the discard.
    I stayed because I truly loved the man and thought he was very sick (alcoholic, substance abuse, endocrine issues, depression etc. internet porn addiction) I would not want to be thrown out because of my health issues, so I did not do it to him, yet he did the very thing to me in the end.
    We had a fight December 2009 when I asked why he never bought me a diamond. His response was I ruined everything and he was making a LONG TERM PLAN TO DIVORCE ME. My health issues became so acute, I was hospitalized for a week and he picked me up and never mentioned the subject again until the last two years of our marriage where every demand he made was contingent upon me completing the task or he would file for divorce.
    I became so sick leading up to the final discard… had dozens of surgeries and was under the care of the visiting nurse when he finally left.
    I stayed because of love, honoring my vows, and fear. Fear of being so sick and disabled that I would never recover my life or old self.
    In hind site, I should have packed his shit and put it on the front lawn in 12/2009 and started over when I still had a chance, because all that happened was worsening abuse and my self esteem had eroded to the point that I was nothing but a physically and mentally destroyed husk of my former self. I had tried so hard for so long to fix me to save us, when he was the one who could have cared less.
    It has been almost two years now and I am still “crashing” on my sick mother’s sofa and being abused by the sick FOO shit here. I am still not well mentally or physically and these fuckers are costing me money and I stay here out of fear for what will happen to my mother…
    I gotta bust a move and just take a chance but everything I have tried to fix things for me has only resulted in a worse situation for me. I know I am my own responsibility but I really just want a break from the universe, I have been hammered enough.

    • Drew says

      March 13, 2015 at 11:50 pm

      EchoNoMorr, Hang in there. Life may look shitty now but one day you are going to turn a corner. Baby steps, right?!? In the meantime just do what you need to do, a little every day, and be kind to yourself. So many of us are taking care of parents at the same time we’re trying to empty that nest. A challenge to be sure. Just look for community resources. My small town has fresh produce available to anyone. It is a godsend and helps me to pay bills. I have learned to ask for help, it’s a great skill. Hugs.

    • Eilonwy says

      March 14, 2015 at 7:57 am

      EchoNoMorr–You also need to be nicer to yourself! Almost all of us should have drawn lines in the sand, seen a lawyer, or hauled his or her stuff out onto the street a lot earlier. Don’t be mad at yourself for loving or even staying out of a sense of honor. Take pride in your character (sometimes that is about all we have left in the aftermath). I hope you can find a friend or therapist to help you set goals and make plans for building a new life. We all know it isn’t easy (and that it is often 2 steps back for every 3 forward). I don’t know what fears you have for your mother, but you may need to apply the oxygen mask principle and work on saving yourself first in order to have the resources to help her. I wish you hope and more confidence in your own strength.

  50. Lisa says

    March 13, 2015 at 12:13 pm

    I am 2 months out from D-day. I found out the day after Christmas that my husband was involved in a emotional affair with his new whore secretary. He started shaving and showering every morning and just sang her praises. They even went out one night to play Bingo (stupid yes) with me only agreeing because he was so cranky that I wouldn’t let him go. That night they shared a kiss and some ass grabbing…ugh!
    On our way to MC..he just could not live with the guilt anymore mind you, that he also revealed that he slept with my BF about 5 years ago. Right after our third child was born. So MANY excuses from both of them why it happened..as if it even fucking matters!!! My husband is SO shiny and puts on such a good show BUT the truth Is that he is a serial cheater. I am hoping to move out this summer after our oldest graduates from 8th grade and then they will have the summer to get use to their new lives.
    How do I know that I am doing the right thing? He says that he is sorry and he will change. I will be the first person in my family to divorce. What about the kids? How will it be for me since we have no family remotely close by to help? I want to leave but still have nagging feelings if I am really doing the right thing. I blame this on being a new chump.
    Thank you everyone though because without your stories I think I would still be crying everyday. I don’t think he will ever be the husband that I fell in love with again and I certainly don’t think I can over this ultimate betrayal.

    • nicolette14 says

      March 13, 2015 at 12:47 pm

      Lisa, You want an honest, loyal, trustworthy and faithful husband right? And you are wondering if you are doing the right thing and if he will change? He already showed you that he is dishonest, a liar and a serial cheater, like they say, when someone shows you who they are, believe them, the first time… Let me ask you a simple question. Say you want red color shoes, would you buy brown color shoes and hope, in time they will change into the red color? To answer your question, if you want red color shoes buy red color shoes, don’t buy brown color shoes and hope in time it will change into the color red….

      • Lisa says

        March 14, 2015 at 6:32 am

        No, Nicolette 14, I would want the red shoes. In my marriage I would have taken the brown if it met making my husband happy. I guess maybe I always knew that those brown shoes would not change but I was hopeful. I thought I could accept the things that I didn’t like about him because we we’re married and because we have 3 amazing kids. Because….because…because….
        What really happened is that I gave him more trust then he deserved. I believed he would change and that once we raised the kids that would be able to have more in common and would be happier. I guess really what I was doing was making excuses for why he couldn’t be the husband I always wanted him to be.
        Really people ask me when did my marriage start to feel strained …4 or 5 years ago. Of course I didn’t know about the affair but I am realizing that some part of me must have realized life wasn’t right. In those years, I told my BF everything and now feel like such a fool. I not only lost my husband but my BF of 25 years and for what?!? I guess it made them feel so secretive and so forbidden…ohhhhh. Whatever it so freaking pathetic!
        What I want is what you said trust, loyalty, honesty and faithfulness. I have to tell my heart to let go and realize that I would rather be alone then endure living like this.

    • LovedAJackass says

      March 14, 2015 at 9:34 pm

      He’s a piece of shit. And what a prince to take his ho-secretary out for a night of ass-grab bingo. You are mighty to have you ducks lined up and ready to go.

  51. Mighty Mite says

    March 13, 2015 at 12:40 pm

    True story…
    One night, while bullying me for sex, my stbx-hole told me “You’re so f****d-up in the head about sex! I’m going to start leaving porn around the house when (kids, who were 3 & 4 at the time) are a little older so I can show them what sex is really like and they learn to love it as much as I do and so they won’t grow up to be so f****d up like you!”
    By that time, you could say that his mask had completely slipped off and I knew what kind of deranged monster I was dealing with. I no longer loved him and didn’t like him at all, though I did have the hopium dreams that I could help him. My #1 motivation for staying was my children…not to keep them in an “intact’ home, but to stay physically present to protect them from him. After that night I decided I would never leave them alone with him. I knew if I divorced my chances of being able to keep my kids from having to spend visitation time alone with him was probably zero and that was not an option. So I stayed. Then, when the kiddos were older teenagers (and wanting me to leave him, too), I told him it was over. And then found out I was being chumped. Working really hard to get my divorce settled so me and beloved children will finally be free!

    • With Brave Wings says

      March 13, 2015 at 1:36 pm

      Bullying me for sex…..Oh man Mighty Mite, I’m sure so many of us could say the same about our ex’s. For a while I felt it was my fault for not giving him enough sex. The reality of it is that I absolutely love sex but he treated me like such garbage that I never wanted to have sex with him. Now, I’m in such a normal, loving, safe relationship that my sex drive is through the roof. Amazing how treatment of me goes hand in hand with getting laid. 😉

      • Mighty Mite says

        March 13, 2015 at 1:41 pm

        Me, too! I really do love sex…just not with him!!! I always felt so used and that it was all about him trying to fill an endless black hole. And the things he would say to me to try to get sex…yeah, like I’m really going to want to jump into bed when you say such horrifying things to me!! Duh!!

        • onthehill says

          March 13, 2015 at 5:15 pm

          I can raise my hand too. My X told a (court ordered through DYFS) psychiatrist that he was “never” satisfied with his sex life with me. And that was true. I felt used the majority of the time. We (now I) have a picture window in the living room. He sometimes wanted to have sex in front of it, hoping someone would see us. He’d get pissed if I didn’t want to do I, and then sulk for days or weeks.

          And sometimes when I was just so stiff, sore, and tired – I just wanted a damn back and neck rub. He ALWAYS had to reach around for a feel. I just wanted to kick him.

          • Mighty Mite says

            March 13, 2015 at 9:46 pm

            OntheHill,
            My stbx-hole also liked to want to do it in front of a window, outside, with the bedroom door open, etc. And yes, all physical touching led to groping and pressure for sex. It got to the point that I no longer hugged or kissed him because it could never be just that. Then, I had to stop saying goodnight when he went to bed because even that simple thing was enough to make him bully me for sex. Ugh!!

            • Nicole S says

              March 14, 2015 at 10:18 am

              Wow! I really relate to very single word of this. It really helps to hear all of you went through this too and were so turned off by it like I was. He made me feel so inadequate in the bedroom and bullied and groped me constantly. Mine asked me to let him film us and take pictures. So glad I refused. Can you imagine where those would be now? My STBX thought if he brought me flowers and chocolate a lot then it would excuse all of his behavior. Sorry you two went through this too.

        • Arnold says

          March 14, 2015 at 6:17 pm

          My first wife told me she wanted me to talk dirty to her during sex. I was a little weirded out but gave it a try. Read some Penthouse forum letters to try to get the vocabulary etc.
          Tried some mild stuff. She was enraged and disgusted.
          hell, it was all her idea, not mine. She denied ever requesting it.
          only time I would get auditory hallucinations was with my 2 BPD XWs. They were excellent gaslihters.

  52. Her Blondeness says

    March 13, 2015 at 12:50 pm

    With #1, I was twelve weeks pregnant on the first of many d-days. I stayed for the baby, religious and family pressures (very traditional family), and fear of the unknown. It was eighteen months of sheer torture, spackling and single-handedly trying to save a dead marriage with an alcoholic cheat. The best thing I could say at the end of it all was I gave it my best effort.

    I did get some validation from one of our most conservative, Jehovah Witness family friends, who knows the Bible backwards and forwards. It was she that pointed out that Jesus taught that adultery is the only reason one can leave a marriage. She was incensed on my behalf when all the OW became public knowledge.

    Now, I’m here with #2 who swears it’s over. We’ve had two severe blow outs since d-day, with the second just last Sunday night. He knows I was thisclose to filing, had all the paperwork, appointment with the lawyer, etc. I presented him the evidence that his supposed EA was continuing. We’ve had three serious chats this week and he’s answered all my questions. However, he also agreed to go totally no contact with OW and the bike club that fostered the affair, along with some other changes. I am staying, for now, under these new conditions. I told him I’m not going to be the marriage police, but if anything else happens, it’s over. No quarter and I don’t care if he loses his business, we both end up living in tents or whatever. I honestly scared the crap out of him that I was ready to pull the plug.

    I can’t tell you what will happen in two months, or half a year, or eighteen months down the line, but I know CN has my back.

    • Let go says

      March 13, 2015 at 2:09 pm

      Your case is why I hate no fault divorce.

    • Tempest says

      March 13, 2015 at 2:45 pm

      Her Blondeness–I can’t believe your strength in tackling this latest debacle. You have your plan in place; I’m hoping for a unicorn (it would be nice now & again). But you know where to come if the unicorn is just a donkey with a carrot affixed to its forehead.

    • Sunny says

      March 13, 2015 at 4:57 pm

      But all of us here at Chump Nation *can* tell you what will happen. You’ll find out that he really didn’t end it with the OW after all. It’s only a matter of time before he has a careless moment and you find what you’re looking for. Suze Orman says it’s better to leave a job on your own terms when it’s not working out, even though it feels scary, because if you stick around too long your exit will probably not be on your own terms and therefore not favorable to you. You’re just waiting for the other shoe to drop. If you had enough grounds to go forward with a lawyer and file, go ahead and do so now. It’s not going to get any better. I think you know this deep, deep down inside. Trust this chump who’s been through it twice. Sending you long-distance Jedi hugs… You can do this. You are mighty.

    • LovedAJackass says

      March 14, 2015 at 9:38 pm

      You should get a post nup agreement now so you know where you will stand with the business and other assets you have.

  53. Lookingup says

    March 13, 2015 at 12:53 pm

    I filed for divorce a few weeks after Dday. It took more than a year to finalize. Partly due to me not pressing it forward. Lawyers are busy and if you don’t press them, things naturally take longer. I know bc I am an attorney. I was hoping by giving it time, my x would see the light and fall in love with me again. She faked remorse but I could tell. She still mourns the loss of her affair partner, who threw her under the bus when I contacted his wife. I was awarded the house in the divorce but never told her to go. She says she is still here bc she hopes we can work it out. I know it is bc her affair partner won’t leave his wife.

    I let her stay bc my income dropped 40% between when I filed and the divorce was finalized. If she left or I forced her out, I’d have to pay so much in spousal and child support that I’d lose the house, the kids would no longer be able to play the sports they do and would be put out of their school. I could see myself even homeless. Where I live, I know the law does not allow reductions in spousal support. Child support yes but it is very hard to negotiate that and unlikely to be granted, before one does become homeless.

    So until my income recovers or I can reduce my debt (amassed in a futile attempt to keep x happy before discovery of the affair) until then I feel trapped. I very much look forward to the day I can tell her to pack up and get out. Until then I pretend I believe her fake remorse, for the most part. Every once in a while it gets to be too obvious and I call her on the bullshit. Its a pretty miserable life right now.

  54. Nord says

    March 13, 2015 at 12:53 pm

    I loved my ex very much and I loved our family. When I asked him to leave I saw my kids literally fall to pieces and struggle so much so I didn’t completely shut the door on him. Seeing one of my kids literally cry a puddle of tears nearly broke me. A lot of things that impacted my kids nearly broke me and oddly enough it was that that made me finally shut the door on my ex. If he could do that to his kids then he was a nasty individual whom I could never trust again. He has not proven that assessment wrong in the ensuing years. He’s an absolute dick.

  55. JC says

    March 13, 2015 at 1:00 pm

    Did I “stay”?

    That’s hard for me to clearly answer. According to my friends and family, I stayed longer than I should have.

    But…it all happened so fast. I realized my wife was having an affair in April. I confronted her in May. By the end of June, she hadn’t stopped (and her lies were becoming increasingly obvious). So, I moved out and told her to prepare for divorce.

    After 1 month away, and a slew of lies from her, I moved back in, although I was beginning to accept that I’d married a loser. Two months later, none of her lies had stopped, and neither had the affair. That’s when I left for good and filed for divorce.

    So…you could say that I “stayed” for 6 months.

    But did I “stay”? Or did I, instead, prepare to leave?

    I wish that I were more able to accept change, but I know that I needed those 6 months. It’s not easy to re-wire your brain to accept your new reality. It takes time. The person who swore to protect you more than anyone is suddenly your worst enemy. That takes time to process…and to internally say goodbye to the life you made…from the big things like in-laws and shared friends, to the small things like shared belongings and routines.

    My answer: I stayed in my marriage so I could mentally process the end of it.

    • Lisa says

      March 14, 2015 at 6:43 am

      JC…I completely feel like this is what I am doing now. I found out at Christmas and I am trying to leave in June. I need time to financially stand on my own two feet, I am collecting all the pictures and separating them…etc. I want to believe that my husband could change and I was desperate when I first found out to save my marriage. Now I realize that I was just scared of letting go of my life as I have known it and I worry about our kids. None of this is a reason to stay.

      • JC says

        March 14, 2015 at 3:45 pm

        Lisa, you are right. From what I understand, none of this is a reason to say. I don’t have kids, so I can’t speak about what that is like. However, I do know it took me time. Yes, I was chumpy and wanted to believe my wife would “come back.” But, as I know now, that’s not possible. My wife always the same person–it was just her actions that changed. And even if she eventually stopped, I’d never look at her the same way again. I used to adore her; best thing that ever happened to me. Crazy to think that she’s also the worst thing that ever happened to me.

        I’m 2 years now from D-day #1, 1.5 years from filing, and approx. 9 months from finalization. I can say that it does get better. The sheer surreal quality of it all is still there. (I moved across the county for my wife; so now I live 3,000 miles from my family in a city with no family nearby, and just one cousin in the same time zone.) But, the pain is gone.

        I wish you the best. It’s a terrible journey, but it is a worthwhile journey at the same time…if that makes any sense.

    • Hopeful Cynic says

      March 14, 2015 at 1:42 pm

      That is such a good way of looking at it! The delay is nothing more than processing time…some of us need more than others.

  56. Chumpette says

    March 13, 2015 at 1:13 pm

    I am still untangling my own skein. closing in on 2 years post divorce, here is what i understand about why i agreed to a reconciliation of 5 months before he walked out ( with MOW)

    i loved him and beleived in our…”us”
    i did not know he sucked this much…thought he was essentially a good man…like my dad!
    i did not think evil would win

    ultimately, i think i agreed to reconcile because i cannot tell when people i trust(ed) and love are being deceitful or have bad character…which probably succinctly defines chumphood

    i have been NC except necessary emails for almost a year. i am healing. my daughters are healing and figuring out their relationship with him. i am learning better discernment. i have more Meh days as time goes one. i also experience more joy and less anxiety on a regular basis.

    i beleive God can bring good out of any horror. even this. Amen.

    • mrsvain says

      March 13, 2015 at 4:28 pm

      Amen!!

      i believe that God has a plan for me, (I just wish he would let me know what it is)

      • FoolMeTwice says

        March 13, 2015 at 9:00 pm

        Mrsvain, I’m totally sure God has a plan for you and for all of us, and being here and healing together is part of it. You are sounding mighty these days!

  57. BestPathForward says

    March 13, 2015 at 2:07 pm

    These are the reasons I wanted to at least try to stay together:

    1) Kids. Call me super old-fashioned, but I used to think any marriage with kids (and without physical abuse) was worth fighting for. After D-Day 1, I would have done ANYTHING to spare them the emotional blood bath that we inflicted.

    2) I loved that stupid fucker. Really loved him. I now know what that says about me… but I did. There was no one I would rather hang out with, talk to or grow old with. No one looked better to me. Today, there is nothing appealing about him, physically or otherwise. When I have to be around him, I sometimes get a little slippery shudder down my back if he stands too close.

    3) I never believed in happily-ever-after marriage. I think there’s just a point where you decide to be fucked up together. So when I found out the first dose of how messed up he was (singular office affair), I still wanted to be messed up together. My calculus was: 20 years, 2 kids, smart cute ME vs. tacky office affair with dim, drunk blond? Easy question! Guess not… The second and third doses of f’d uppedness did me in… It was so shocking, it short-circuited the grief. And sadly, that level of horror was necessary for me to finally “step away from the ass clown” (to use another great phrase from another chump) – at least emotionally.

    4) I’m a data junkie. The data on happiness in second marriages is not good. The 30-year meta-data on the impact of divorce on kids is not good. But I’m happy to report that even being alone I am happier than before and freedom from him has allowed me to be the best parent I have ever been. I’m not going to pretend that the kids are unscathed. But I’m closer to them than ever right now.

    5) After years of being the breadwinner and a confident professional woman, I was at my most financially dependent and most personally insecure. My identity dissolved into him, into being a full-time mom and almost nothing of the real me was left over. That’s a small, scary place from which to take a stand. But I did it.

    • Nord says

      March 14, 2015 at 10:06 am

      Number 3 is how I always felt about marriage. Not that I expected it to be perfect but I knew it would be ups and downs and that was part of the joy of it -getting through the rough patches and making it to the other side. My ex, on the other hand, told me point blank after I kicked him out that he didn’t think marriage should have ups and downs, that it should all be perfect and there shouldn’t be any troubles. He also thought the butterflies stage would last forever ‘with the right person’.

      Naturally, when we argued or he felt a lack of butterflies he felt it perfectly ok to cheat. I think maybe we should have had this chat before we ever got serious but it never occurred to me that anyone could be that unrealistic.

      • DeeL says

        March 15, 2015 at 11:18 am

        The x told me the same thing about marriage and the butterfly stage. I’m thinking that this is what the dimwits discuss with the affair partners. It sounds like the dreams of a 14 year old girl.

  58. Jayne says

    March 13, 2015 at 2:15 pm

    Stupidity … shock …. stupidity …. disbelief …. stupidity ….. trickle truth ….. stupidity ….. love ….. stupidity …. did I mention shock …. stupidity …. misplaced integrity (mine) ….. stupidity …. financial dependence ,,,,, stupidity …. fear of failure ….. stupidity …. fear of loneliness …. stupidity ….. hpium …. severe stupidity. There’s a theme here – have you spotted it?

    • Jayne says

      March 13, 2015 at 2:36 pm

      PS … because he is truly a wolf in sheep’s clothing and, in almost 40 years I’d never met one of those, so I needed an awful lot of convincing that these people existed.

      • Jayne says

        March 13, 2015 at 3:30 pm

        PPS … bizarrely, consensus. I needed him to agree that the way he’d treated me was wrong. Does anyone know why I needed that? I think it was the lack of consensus that kept me stuck the most! I don’t understand – even though I do understand that he had to buy his own justifications, I STILL really needed for him to see how his behaviour was so shite – why did that keep me so stuck!?!

        • nicolette14 says

          March 13, 2015 at 3:54 pm

          He already knew his behavior was shitty, he just wouldn’t admitted that to you, thus that would’ve meant accepting he was the true asshole he really was/is and he knew you needed a closure, and knew it was torturing you, so being the true fuckwit he is, he wouldn’t give you the closure you so needed, his admission, thus that kept you stuck.

        • NWBiblio says

          March 13, 2015 at 4:30 pm

          I don’t know why, but I have it, too. I want so much for their to be justice and the first step would be XH admitting it himself. It’s funny to me that in his final emails to me he skates right up to the edge of admitting it…. then scoots away without actually doing so. “Was I unfaithful? Probably.” — Probably? PROBABLY???? Umm, the word you’re looking for here is “Yes.” Not “probably.”

          But I’ve learned to accept that’s never coming. He’s not going to send me a letter or knock on my door six years from now & tell me how sorry he is for how he behaved…. Nope, none of that. This morning in therapy, I told my therapist I was upset that XH & OW are visiting his family in SoCal right this very minute, on the day that would’ve been our wedding anniversary, and how could he?, and maybe it means that he, too, is having pain in seeing this date go past… And my therapist said, “He’s probably just thinking about himself, honestly.” — Ouch, but probably accurate.

          No justice, no admission. Just the moving on part.

          • ringinonmyownbell says

            March 13, 2015 at 4:53 pm

            The closest Dr. Demento has ever come was saying he treated me pretty rough and a lot of the time to his sister. Barely covers it. Now he has CFMily, and they are sort of in twu lub, he feels like it was just me that provoked it. He He CFMily… I am sorry darlin’ your life is going to be shit. He can’t keep his moods together for very long and definitely not a lifetime. I give it 12 weeks of living together, if they ever do, and she is going to wonder what sort of creature she has in her house.

            • nicolette14 says

              March 13, 2015 at 5:10 pm

              “she is going to wonder what sort of creature she has in her house.”

              OMG! this gave me a such a chuckle!!! same here. I don’t know if he has anyone new but if he has, she will be so annoyed with his lions roaring in the den, freight trains crashing snoring, his spoiled, unruly kids in summers, his entitled family with their open hands, and his hands never going into his pocket to pay for anything, while depleting her groceries faster than she can buy it. Then his ED etc. no one will ever put up with that as I had, that long LOL!

              That was pretty funny, thanks for the chuckle! :))))

              • malbecrioja says

                March 13, 2015 at 7:33 pm

                Ringin and Nicolette,
                DDay is five months ago for me and today I went by the old house (where STBX lives) to get another load of “stuff.” Sure enough, that OW that he swore to never see again five months ago, had her stuff in the bathroom and the bedroom. But I made it through the hour of loading up the kids’ things and household items. I admit I did imagine taking her coconut straightening oil and smearing it all over the lace pillow cases on the bed, and then using her straightening iron to burn all her accessories, but I was a mature adult and instead, flipped everything off with my middle finger and drove awayl. I knew it, I knew it. And the unicorn has left the building.

              • nicolette14 says

                March 13, 2015 at 9:13 pm

                malbecrioja, wow, just wow! They couldn’t even wait for you to get your and your kids stuff out of the place first and she had her shit in there already? Well that in a nutshell should tell you they truly deserve each other. Look what a great prize she won, a low life, disgusting lying cheater and he got a woman who is willing to be with a known cheater (DUH!) and even had the nerve to move her stuff there while you still had your stuff there. She is a really classy one, NOT. Well, I have a STRONG feeling she will be in your exact shoes in the future, actually I can guarantee that and she can bet her ass that she will be reminded of what was done to you, in time…

          • Jayne says

            March 13, 2015 at 5:32 pm

            Well, here’s something I’m really ashamed to admit NWBiblio – Dear Sir Terry Pratchett died yesterday and I was (still am) in deep mourning. Since late eighties I’ve been a dedicated reader, I have all his books and always have one of his books ‘on the go’ (I read book one through to book seventy then start reading book one again – every re-reading delights me because 1) I’m a different person when I re-read so I take away something different from my comprehension of his work and 2) one compensation for having a short term memory as you get older is you do forget the plot-lines of books LOL. Even though I KNOW ‘The Great I Am’ sucks and sucks bigger than a dyson vacuum cleaner – I have to admit feeling saddened he didn’t email/text some sort of condolences to me yesterday. He absolutely did know that I fondly referred to Sir Terry as my guru, he knew/knows how sad I would be just now (please don’t get me wrong – I’m not the sort of person who gets starstruck or even hero-worships, but when you read someone’s work. I do believe you connect to who that person is, so for me Sir Terry wasn’t just a great writer/thinker – he was someone who has ‘comforted’ me for over 30 years now! Now how bizarre is it that I should even give a flying crap that ‘The Great I Am’ didn’t acknowledge? Why should I care or even be disappointed that he behaved entirely as I would have expected?

            • Hopeful Cynic says

              March 14, 2015 at 1:51 pm

              What does CL say about it? They know, but they just don’t CARE.

              My ex would always say that he didn’t know what to say/do, so he chose to say/do nothing. It infuriated me because I would have considered any response better than no response at all. But it did teach me, over time, that his non-response was actually a form of responding. He was so afraid of doing the ‘wrong’ thing that it was easier to do nothing than make an attempt to do the right thing. Pure cowardice! And completely baffling to those of us who can CLEARLY see what the right thing would be in the situation.

            • LovedAJackass says

              March 14, 2015 at 9:56 pm

              Jayne, very sorry for your loss. Pratchett gave many, many people a lot of happiness–and comfort. You picked a great guru–and one with a prolific output.

              I think there is always a part of us that hopes the cheater has a shred of human compassion. I was lucky–my cat died in the middle of the discard phase and the Jackass showed me exactly how much compassion he had for the cat and for me. Absolutely none.

          • Jayne says

            March 13, 2015 at 5:53 pm

            NW – ‘ “Was I unfaithful? Probably.” ,,,,,, Grrrrrrrr! How fucking infuriating! Like there’s a degree scale of infidelity and he doesn’t know where his score fits – ‘faithfulness’ – well, I was ‘fair to middlin’ FFS!

            • NWBiblio says

              March 13, 2015 at 8:02 pm

              I’ll just reply to both of these together:
              1. I’m sorry for your loss. I do think the connections we make with those who are our mentors is sometimes even more profound than those people we see in flesh & blood every day. And I’m sorrier that your idiot wasn’t sensitive enough to perceive that loss for you and send you any sort of condolences. Not surprised, but sorry.

              2. “doesn’t know where his score fits” — This is funny because in (I think) that same email (it was a doozy!), he said something about how he didn’t know “what an appropriate amount of time to wait” before revealing his relationship with OW would be. Really?? REALLY??? How about something like “more than the short 45 days between the time that you dropped a bomb & destroyed our marriage, and the judge dropping a gavel proclaiming us divorced”? Seriously, he’s nearly 40 years old and yet doesn’t understand the decorum in waiting that month & a half before dragging his new relationship out into the light, the slim version of respect that might’ve shown our 16 year marriage? Wanker.

      • nicolette14 says

        March 13, 2015 at 3:59 pm

        I am with you on that. My fucktard is a true wolf in sheep’s clothing as well and I have never seen/met anyone like him before. When I look back and think about it, I am still left speechless, even today.

    • nicolette14 says

      March 13, 2015 at 4:10 pm

      Yes Jayne, I spotted it the theme…hate to admit it but I am with you on that too…

      • Jayne says

        March 13, 2015 at 4:18 pm

        Thanks nicolette – though I speak a lot about it – I still feel speechless! LOL 😀 as dear Sir Terry Pratchett would say – it’s an embuggerance!

        • Karma Express says

          March 13, 2015 at 6:06 pm

          As dearly departed Sir Terry Pratchett would have said…. (Sorry, I have a macabre sense of humour, which has stood me in good stead post D-day.)

  59. Lyn says

    March 13, 2015 at 2:36 pm

    What a good question! I remember my counselor asking me the same thing and I told her “Hey, he fooled more people than just me.” I remember her telling me “You couldn’t psychically see,” which I think meant I was in denial. My gut certainly was screaming but I’d gotten so good at stuffing my emotions that I didn’t listen to it any more.

    Anyway, I think he had multiple affairs over the years, but never had any concrete evidence. There were things like love notes I found in his pocket from a student, strange phone calls from a man telling me my husband wasn’t where he said he was, etc. etc. over the years. My ex always seemed to have plausible explanations for everything. I started to feel like it was all in my mind, or I was a crazy jealous person. It wasn’t until I found his diary and confronted him that I realized how convincing his lies were. When he told me I didn’t understand what I read, I saw how good he was at manipulation.

    Anyway, what kept me stuck was the belief that “Love believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things.” I truly believed that. Also, love for me isn’t based solely on feelings, it’s based on commitment. If that weren’t the case they I wouldn’t have been able to raise my kids because some days I didn’t “feel like” they were that lovable. I believed that the feelings of love come and go but commitment keeps you together. When I tried to explain this to my ex he got mad and said not to “lecture him on commitment.” **sigh**

    Anyway, I wouldn’t have endured walking in and finding him in bed with someone else, or concrete evidence that he was cheating. That would have been simpler. My mother’s family was abandoned by her father when she was young and I saw the incredible damage done throughout the generations. It was like watching the rings form after a rock’s been thrown in a lake, they just keep expanding and expanding. The last thing I ever wanted was for my kids to come from a broken home.

    Other things that made me stay? Fear. Same as everyone else. Fear of living on my own, fear of financial devastation, fear of judgement and loss of status, fear of losing connection with my kids, fear of losing his side of the family who I loved for 36 years as my own.

    I was really surprised I survived what seemed unsurvivable.

    • Nord says

      March 14, 2015 at 10:10 am

      This comment stands out:

      “When he told me I didn’t understand what I read, I saw how good he was at manipulation.”

      It’s like the old Richard Pryor joke, about his wife walking in on him screwing a side piece: ‘Who are you going to trust? Me or your lying eyes?’

  60. Donna says

    March 13, 2015 at 2:43 pm

    During the first few years I stayed because I loved him and believed in him, kind of like believing in Santa, the Tooth Fairy, and the Easter Bunny. He explained away the crabs, getting caught kissing someone, and finding him at a previous neighbors new house with his lies. Ok, I was young and immature. I bought that he got crabs from someone’s dirty basement, went to visit the neighbor to say hello, and the she kissed me excuse. He was very convincing. He was drinking heavily and I was trying to raise my first child.

    With NO consequences he upped the anti, found my bank account empty with a note, he was on his way to California. I didn’t suspect he was with another woman, but now I know. He cheated with a married coworker and I was 8 months pregnant. I stayed because what the fuck, he was SORRY and I ate that shit sandwich again. I had a child with a heart problem and was sick for three months. No job, a sick child and no support system kept me stuck at that point.

    Again with NO consequences, Narcs up the anti and soon I found out he was bringing home his latest to my bed. More lies. At this point I was working three shitty jobs saving for the house we were going to buy. I have always been goal orientated and we had a plan. Narcs cant make plans and when emotional needs for their spouse is high, they cheat. I bought the house and reproduced with the fucktard again. At this point in my life I wanted the future I envisioned. A home, a husband and a dog.

    He continued to have side fucks, condoms in the trash, phone numbers under his floor mat, the list goes on and on. The lies continued and I stayed because I believed in the fantasy of having the family I never had. And he TOLD me he loved me all the time.

    He always started his heavy dating in the spring/summer and had three women he was dating at a time. When he found a good fit he would move in with my daughter because he thought he had a chance. When the OW figured him out sure enough I took him back. At this point I took him back because of depression and low self worth. This pattern continued for fifteen years.

    He always had a criteria for the OW. They had to be willing to spend their money on him, live close to the water and believe he got NO attention at home. At this point in his life he was scraping the bottom of the pond. He even admitted it was always for the THRILL. Out of kindness I called the OW to first thank her and to warn her about his pattern. She is a cheater and soon to be chump, a cheaterchump if t there is such a thing. She said you lost a good guy, he wont cheat on ME.

    So, I stayed because I loved him, believed him, depended on him, and trusted he could change. I regret ever meeting this serial cheating narcissist. Now, divorced, I am happy. I look forward to plans depending on myself. I don’t care what happens to the two of them because in reality they deserve to be together.

    It is a horrible shit life staying with a cheater. Instead of focusing on the 41 wasted years, I now have a future. I will spend ALL my time living.

    • TheMuse says

      March 13, 2015 at 6:49 pm

      Donna, your Ex is also a psychopath. ” cheaterchump” LOL.

      • Donna says

        March 14, 2015 at 9:07 am

        Yes he is and now falling apart. He lost his family. He has a whore. It is laughable at this point. I am proud to be a chump because it’s better to know and move forward than to tolerate abuse. Whatever the reasons we stay having your life back is worth acknowledging your fears and taking the steps to freedom It’s not a gentle journey but if your here it’s the best first step. Knowing your not truly alone is empowering.

    • Nord says

      March 14, 2015 at 10:13 am

      Hahaha…the OW ALWAYS think that the douche won’t cheat on them. Final OW in my situation told my kid exactly this – she wasn’t worried because he lurves her. Hahaha.

  61. Stayin Strong says

    March 13, 2015 at 2:56 pm

    I stayed because I had grown comfortable in my own misery. I knew my marriage wasn’t what I wanted, but I had long since stopped trying to make things better. Focused all of my energy on my kids and activities just to keep from focusing on my lonely marriage. I had resigned myself to that life and didn’t know how to change it. I knew he would never change and he would never agree to MC until he finally got caught.

    D-day was extremely painful, as well as the following months. He finally agreed to MC, but was unwilling to cut the OW out of his life. Said he couldn’t decide who he wanted, so I made the decision for him and asked him to go. I believe he always felt that he could return after things ran there course with the OW. I filed for divorce. It has been a difficult few years, but I must say that his affair saved me. Saved my kids. We would have all continued to function as 4 unhappy individuals had he stayed. Now the kids and I are doing great. Closer than we have ever been. I have grown a lot, become more sure of myself, started focusing on my needs and figuring out what makes me happy. I have been in a relationship with a fellow chump for awhile and things are good. If I even had an inkling that life would have been this much better I would have tried to find a way out a long time ago. But I guess most of us who get married for better or worse sometimes have a hard time seeing how bad things are and how much better they can be.

    I will always have a part of me that loves him, but I know now that he was never the right person for me. It really shouldn’t take 27 years to figure that out, but I guess I am a bit slow to act.

  62. ANC says

    March 13, 2015 at 3:22 pm

    Partially this from Staying Strong “I stayed because I had grown comfortable in my own misery. I knew my marriage wasn’t what I wanted, but I had long since stopped trying to make things better. Focused all of my energy on my kids and activities just to keep from focusing on my lonely marriage. I had resigned myself to that life and didn’t know how to change it. I knew he would never change and he would never agree to MC until he finally got caught.”

    Partially disbelief/denial because Cheater lied so well. I just did not know and was deeply shaken by the level of his deceit and abuse.

    Fear of finances. I left my career and my highest income earning years to support him and his career ascent all over the U.S. and in Europe.

    Fear of injuring my kids. I’m traumatized now with a yr of IC help. My kids will be a wreck.

    I am addressing my fears by organizing the finances, and getting back into the work world. I have located a therapist who will work with my kids on dealing with the loss of their family. I know exactly the person I married. I cannot forgive.

  63. kb says

    March 13, 2015 at 3:36 pm

    I always thought that STBX had issues that I attributed to mental health problems. He’d had anger issues early on, but went on beta blockers for an unrelated condition, and his outbursts became normal. He went off that medication the year of Dday. I would like to be able to excuse his affair by saying that he’s ill, BUT I suspect that the poor impulse control just made it easier for me to discover the affair. In retrospect, I had at least one strong indicator of an affair that would have occurred long before OW came on the scene.

    Anyway, after Dday, I knew in my heart that the marriage was broken. Even if he were cheating out of some stress-related mental health issue, I knew I didn’t want to be married to someone who thought that having an affair was an appropriate way to cope with stress. The only reason I didn’t confront him was that I managed to google a site that recommended against doing so.

    I made an appointment with a lawyer and discovered the joys of the no-fault state.

    I spent the next two years lining up my financial ducks. I filed in August. The divorce is not final because STBX has been dragging his feet with respect to the financials, but I have seen some movement in the glacial process and hope that we can finalize the divorce soon.

    I wish that I’d had the resources to file sooner, but I think I was wise to stay long enough to build up a small war chest. I now pass my time daydreaming about the house I’ll get and the life I’ll live once he’s out of my life.

  64. Mehphista says

    March 13, 2015 at 3:47 pm

    Fact is, I DIDN’T know what was up. If I had, I would have the last ten or so years back……

    • Nord says

      March 14, 2015 at 10:18 am

      Same here. Had no clue. Figured we were just going through normal ups and downs but now know that when there was a ‘down’ it was because his attention was elsewhere, on other women, and he was making home life miserable as a result. I don’t know how many years lost but I’ll wager it was at least a decade.

  65. Chumpita says

    March 13, 2015 at 3:48 pm

    I stayed for 7 years after first DDay because I wanted to believe it was “only” an emotional affair and that it wasn´t worth throwing away 10 years of marriage and becoming a divorced mom with two toddlers (even though I made more money than he did and always have)!

    I also made up this crazy story in my head that because I caught him once, he would never do it again. However, during those 7 years I allowed so many things to go on, I tried to trust him MORE! I caught him watching pornography frequently, going out with his friends while I stayed with the kids. On DDay 2, January 2014, I kicked him out immediately because everything was SO clear to me in an instant. It would have been better to leave him the first time because my kids would not have had a memory of their father as a cheater. He would just live in another house and be their father and that would be the normal. Now they have to deal with trying to figure out who their Dad, who can not stand any lies from his children, is…So the big lesson is NEVER forgive a cheater the first time, because the second time will always be worse and the cost of time going by will be higher.

    • Nord says

      March 14, 2015 at 10:19 am

      My lawyer, with 3 or 4 decades of divorce law under her belt, said, ‘If they cheat once they will cheat again. I’ve never seen anything different.’

      Before all this happened I wouldn’t have believed her. Now I believe.

  66. Lulu says

    March 13, 2015 at 4:14 pm

    For me, it was the fact that I never found a “smoking gun” indicating that he was having sex with other people (no nude pictures, sexting, catching him bed, etc.) Eventually, I had to accept that being ignored by him for weeks on end, allowing his family to trample on me, chatting with exes who sent him flirtatious messages, and spending more time with his single, unmarried female co-worker than with me was all the reason I needed to divorce his ass.

    • LovedAJackass says

      March 14, 2015 at 10:12 pm

      Good for you. He didn’t deserve you.

  67. TheClip says

    March 13, 2015 at 4:25 pm

    My vows.I stayed because of my vows. He would still be sitting on the couch flipping thru the channels if I had not asked the question. The day I asked is when all hell broke loose and Dr. Jekell/MrHyde emerged. In many ways I grieve the loss of the man I thought I knew the life we had.It was all a facade. Part of me wants to hang onto those good times…when I was none the wiser..Part of me.
    The other part of me wants a bus to fall out of the sky and flatten him

    • mrsvain says

      March 13, 2015 at 4:42 pm

      lmao!! YES…i am also waiting for the bus to fall out of the sky and flatten him (and HER)!!!

      but yes, my vows!! i took them seriously. for better and for worse dontchaknow. even if the worse outweighed the better part, i was spackling so much i didnt even see it. in the end, the hickie on his neck, the hoodrat in his truck and his SMIRK when i found out was too much for me. i honored my vows, he did not honor his, i dont even think he knows what honor is.

    • One Step at a Time says

      March 13, 2015 at 4:44 pm

      “The other part of me wants a bus to fall out of the sky and flatten him.”

      TheClip,

      No truer words have been spoken!!!

    • Chumpedupchik says

      March 14, 2015 at 11:42 am

      Yes! I’m waiting for same bus……..

      • Hopeful Cynic says

        March 14, 2015 at 1:56 pm

        Me too, sadly, though I don’t like what it says about me. Every time he and schmoopie go on a trip (which he was NEVER willing to do with me) I wait for the plane to vanish, but it never happens. Probably good, since they’re not the only passengers.

  68. mom3085 says

    March 13, 2015 at 4:52 pm

    First I would like to say that I wish I had listened to Chump Lady 2 yrs ago. First I was shocked, sad, confused. When I asked and there was a chance to work it out he said no so I went to a lawyer lined up my ducks waited for him. He stalled, said he wanted to negociated, then said he didn’t. I was ready to leave when a tree hit the house, fiqured I would stay for the repairs. Then I was as far as signing a lease and he needed surgery. Then the OW dumped him. When he started love bombing me and I asked “Aren’t we getting a divorce ?” he went on an alcoholic bender that scared me. At this point I was mind fucked. This had been an EA (they never even saw each other) and on some level it is harder to wrap your head around that kind of infidelity because it is so nebulous. I didn’t stay so much as I got stuck. DON”T BE ME! I am slowly extricating myself, have lost all emoitinal attachment to him.

    • mgirontree says

      March 15, 2015 at 7:23 am

      Mom3085, I get the “love bombing” routine.
      I went back after one year because he went on a “can’t live without you” rampage that scared me to a degree that I though my kids were going to lose their dad because of me not going back to him. He bullied me back and now I am trapped in a hell whole that I am trying to dig myself out of.

      • mom3085 says

        March 15, 2015 at 8:18 am

        So much harder when children involved but not good to seesaw back and forth. Trust that your H sucks you got out once. He won’t kill himself and if he does sad but OH WELL YOU DID NOT PULL THE TRIGGER mine showed me recently that he had his shot gun and a bullet in his room. I wanted to say “do me a favor pls” but didn’t all talk no action that is his MO

  69. UnderConstruction says

    March 13, 2015 at 5:03 pm

    I stayed because he felt worth it and made me believe he was regretful and like we had a chance at recovering even stronger than before. I was wrong. I’d probably do things the same thing again if it had to repeat. I just really believed in us with all of my heart. Hope we all have much better luck with our future relationships. This whole thing has been SO hard and the stories on here are heartbreaking. Liars suck. Cheaters suck. We all deserve better.

  70. M says

    March 13, 2015 at 5:19 pm

    Well, I did try very hard to save the marriage. He was treating me terribly badly but I didn’t know why – I didn’t know about the affair and he lied to me constantly and fed me false hope. I kept trying because I loved him (who I thought he was anyway) and I was determined to live up to my marriage vows. I don’t regret it at all. Once I knew about her I gave him an ultimatum and he chose to dump me. Of course, he was never going to come back once found out as I had cancer at the time and he was not going to be bothered helping me through that. In fact, knowing what he had done, there was no chance to save the marriage at that point anyway so I am glad he went. It is unbelievable really how he treated me after my cancer diagnosis. Evil is the only word for it. Chilling.

    • Datdamwuf says

      March 13, 2015 at 5:39 pm

      Jedi Hugs M!

    • Maree says

      March 13, 2015 at 5:57 pm

      M, I am terribly sad to read your story like I am with all the Chump stories. When a person gets sick, it is the measure of the quality of the spouse when they stay and support that person through their illness. I know some wonderful men and women who have stood by their wives and husbands sides all the way when sickness has been diagnosed. You are better off without him because he would only make you sicker than you have already been. I hope that you are happy, well and healthy now. My best to you sincerely.

  71. mary says

    March 13, 2015 at 5:59 pm

    In the British Daily Mail yesterday was a feature about a woman who has stayed with her cheater after his six year affair with a family friend. Its classic unicorn, pick-me, it was probably the chumps fault anyway, affairs save your marriage and improve your sex life, and every other cliche known to CL.
    Its enough to blow up the UBT – so glad I am past that stage!
    I stayed the first time mainly out of fear that I would not manage and the fact that my kids were young. Further DDays and a lot of therapy later I am not the person I was back then.
    Yes its been hell on wheels and I am still negotiating finances but I am stronger and happier than I was in the marriage.

  72. GiniShamrock says

    March 13, 2015 at 6:10 pm

    I stayed for 3 years after I found out my husband had an affair. I stayed because I had 2 young kids with special needs, requiring a lot of extra money to pay for. I knew there was no possible way I could afford even half of what it would take to meet their needs. In the end, he left me for another woman on the other side of the world. Those last 3 years of my marriage I felt like I was nothing more than a housekeeper and I have hated myself every day since that I didn’t kick his sorry ass to the curb. I never trusted him again after the initial affair. I look very forward to finding a man who will love, honor and cherish me the way a marriage is supposed to be. It is so shocking to me how many people do not seem to know what true love really is. I find that incredibly sad.

  73. Nat1 says

    March 13, 2015 at 6:12 pm

    This is something that’s really been on my mind lately. I don’t think I loved him for a long time. I wanted him to go for a long time. Hell I wanted to go for a long time. When I met him I understood that he wasn’t what I wanted, but I didn’t know what it was that I did want. He love bombed me and wouldn’t leave me alone. I thought he was a good person, that he wouldn’t….couldn’t hurt me. I thought he must really love me to be so….persistent. My mum told me that nobody “loved” someone right from the beginning, that it was only ever lust in the beginning and that became love as you became friends. I should have known something was wrong because I knew there was no lust in the beginning. He wasn’t interested! BUT he “loved” me, so if I left what would that say about me as a person. I could have left, should have, but this was a man who was trying his best, who would cry if I got angry or upset ( and I WAS ALWAYS angry and upset). If I left I would have screwed up his life…..and I had made a committment to him.

    Yesterday while I was chatting with a friend she said that a couple only ever argues if they care, that if they don’t argue they don’t care. I don’t think he cared at all. Right from the beginning. I can honestly say in those 18 years we never argued even when I was being irrational an crazy. So I would have been the horrible one right? Everyone would have blamed me and I was after all with someone who loved me, he kept telling me he did, so what more could I have wanted from my marriage.

    I’m a better person now though.

    • Iceman says

      March 16, 2015 at 7:03 am

      My mum told me that nobody “loved” someone right from the beginning, that it was only ever lust in the beginning and that became love as you became friends.

      Interesting…does that apply to couples in general?.

  74. horsesrcumin says

    March 13, 2015 at 6:19 pm

    I was really surprised I stayed. REALLY surprised. I was totally a “leave a cheater, gain a life” chick. TOTALLY. I stayed because he was genuinely remorseful, genuinely disgusted in himself, he had ended it of his own volition around two months before the OW (my “friend”) exposed it. He was IMMEDIATELY voluntarily completely transparent, completely honest (at last!) answering every single question, holding me as I wept and vomited – for YEARS – and was willing to go to counselling, and to do whatever it took to help me glue my smashed, burnt and pissed on heart back together. I could see that this guy, who I thought was the “love of my life” – yeah, right – had got himself in a very bad position in his life, and had done this as a type of self-soothing because he didn’t have the emotional maturity (surprisingly to me after twenty-two years, he had always been very open and able to discuss emotional stuff in the past) to cope and chose a REALLY fucked up way to “deal” (not) with changes in our lives. I had a previously EXTREMELY happy couple of decades with him, and the hopium that I smoked to try to mask the foreverness of his choices was not quite strong enough to get us “over the line” – therefore it took years of him trying incredibly hard, loving incredibly hard, for me to realise I am never going to feel pure joy again – not the way I did, my life is changed because of it – and that I am better doing that shit on my own. I am, and have always been a strong and independent woman, so I wasn’t ever scared of a life without him, I just missed so damn much the wonderful love and life we had together for so long. So, I stayed because I knew mine was a good guy who fucked up, and I loved him. Not a popular decision here in the Chump Nation, I know, but he is a good guy who fucked up – and he can never undo what he did. So, I had no choice really…

    • CalamityJane says

      March 13, 2015 at 9:56 pm

      “There is a legend about a bird which sings just once in its life, more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth. From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn tree, and does not rest until it has found one. Then, singing among the savage branches, it impales itself upon the longest, sharpest spine. And, dying, it rises above its own agony to outcarol the lark and the nightingale. One superlative song, existence the price. But the whole world stills to listen, and God in His heaven smiles. For the best is only bought at the cost of great pain… Or so says the legend.”

      You are one strong woman…

      May the best be yet to come. We will always be here for you.

      • Paula says

        March 21, 2015 at 9:03 am

        The Thornbirds is a beautiful novel !!!

    • mgirontree says

      March 15, 2015 at 7:36 am

      horsesrcumin, I can eco every word you said with the exception of, my husband pretends that he is good and loves me. He is so good at it that I convinced myself, for years, that I was a bad person for not believing in him.

    • working it out says

      March 20, 2015 at 3:13 pm

      horsesrcumin, I understand what you mean. I don’t believe I will ever feel quite the same. I wish you all the best.

  75. CalamityJane says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:08 pm

    If this doesn’t make me ball my eyes out….

  76. CalamityJane says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:16 pm

    ha ha haha I meant bawl!!!

    Oh brother, my mind has rotted….

    • horsesrcumin says

      March 14, 2015 at 4:44 am

      Thanks CalamityJane. But the bird died. Hmmm. I know the feeling.. A big part of me died. Trudging on though…….

      • CalamityJane says

        March 14, 2015 at 9:16 pm

        Yes, the bird died. This is what made me more compassionate, humble, grateful, more loving to the frailty of human life and connection, my own shortcomings, the existence of great sorrow, the feeling of utter joy and the healing properties of forgiveness.

        This is where great music soars, descends and sings.

        What a paradox.

        • nic says

          March 19, 2015 at 8:15 am

          I’m in a unicorn situation. One 6mo affair 2 yrs ago, I found out the whole truth 5 mos ago. I’m in the rage stage again this week. HIs actions (I don’t listen to the words anymore – that’s one way the mow was savvier than I) are remorseful, conciliatory and he wants to do whatever he needs to do to fix our family. No wish of mine (me having nc with his mother, for example) has been shot down. But I know I’ll never feel that joy or those butterflies again. We are away on vacation and today is the 2 yr anniversary of when they consummated their stupidity – I know this because he wrote out a detailed list of their fucking/blow jobs, hotels of choice etc and now I can not un-know it. Yay me.

  77. thensome says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:32 pm

    I didn’t stay because it was the final straw in a list of grievances. He was drinking heavily, was out late at night in bars, hung around loser friends, had a lap dance in Vegas, looked at server’s boobs and we went through a false trial separation where he lied to me, therapists, his family and our daughter. When he moved back promising me that there had been nobody else and was committed to working on the marriage, I let trusted him.

    All along he’d been having an affair. For well over a year.

    And that was it.

    I’d simply had enough of it all. I had no fight left in me for him and trust me, I believed in him so very much. It was like a light went off. I knew that I would never be truly happy with him again. I’d doubt, I’d wonder and honestly I don’t know that I would have been a very good partner to a man who was capable of cheating on me. No thanks. It was painful and hard work. However, I think in many ways life is better now. I’m free of all that and I’ve learned how strong I am.

  78. Roxie says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:33 pm

    I stayed because I never believed I was worth being loved, not really, and I figured half a crusty, moldy loaf was better than no loaf at all.

    • TheClip says

      March 13, 2015 at 11:26 pm

      You just need to expand your diet…The OW can have yr fucking moldy loaf…. Fuck carbs… Go paleo… Get yourself a nice juicy steak…

  79. Gauzy says

    March 13, 2015 at 8:51 pm

    I stayed because I needed someone to tell me what to do, how to do it, and when. X was good at that — he was a control freak. From a professional independent 25 year old I slowly, with his manipulation and control, became an unhealthy bland isolated stay-at-home 45 year old.

    Then I was dumped. I thought I was dead. I curled up into fetal position for virtually 3 years. I couldn’t eat, lost 70 lbs. I didn’t even know how the hell my life had gotten to that low point. I wished that I would just die, yep it was that bad.

    I was “trickle-truthed” and slowly found out about the prostitutes, other women, money moves, and him bashing my character with lies for years (silently isolating me by eroding the trust other people had in me and of course they vanished when the marriage broke up.)

    Physically, I ended up with major gyne issues, infections, eventually hysterectomy. Mentally, I’ve got issues with depression, probably PTSD, that I don’t think will ever resolve. Financially, I will have no retirement and will work until I die, he is already a millionaire. It’s been 5 years and somedays are better than others. Today is not a good day.

    • Friend says

      March 13, 2015 at 9:02 pm

      Gauzy,
      Hang in there! <>

    • deedee says

      March 13, 2015 at 9:22 pm

      I received a sms last night saying ” I’m sorry but I am not coming back, I wanted to tell you face to face but couldn’t. you are still in my heart and always will be” He spent last night with her. I am yet again so devastated, We were not together for 4 months and I was just starting to not cry everyday and to find tiny bits of happiness. 5 days ago he came back, I love him so much, I didn’t even question it, yes we spoke but I was in shock and just accepted him back! He said he loved me and wouldn’t ever hurt me again. I don’t know how I am going to make it this time round, I do know that this is it though, don’t know how I will face my kids when they wake up, they didn’t want him back. I wish I could swallow a pill for stupidity

      • MountainLily says

        March 13, 2015 at 9:36 pm

        Deedee,
        It sounds like he sucks. You “are still in” his heart? It is probably dark and rancid.
        The punk.

      • LovedAJackass says

        March 14, 2015 at 10:26 pm

        deedee, so sorry you are going through this. First thing–block his access to texting you, even if you have to change your phone number. Go no contact. Get his shit out of the house and change the locks. And file for child support ASAP. He has abandoned you and the kids. And it’s probably no accident that he shows up just as you are starting to recover a bit so he could re-start the betrayal clock at a deeper level. I hope you have family or friends to support you. Go full out Mama Grizzly on his ass to protect those kids and yourself.

      • mgirontree says

        March 15, 2015 at 7:42 am

        Oh Deedee, I feel your pain. I know that weakness. You are not alone. You will, and I hope I will, eventually leave and have our sanity back. The pill we need to swallow is hard but worth all the initial pain.

  80. Polgara says

    March 13, 2015 at 9:15 pm

    I was 51 years old. I hadn’t worked in over 20 years. I was scared. Funny thing is I wasn’t madly in love with him anymore, hadn’t been for years. My life was made easier when within 3 weeks of me finding out about his affair he took a job contract overseas. Gone 10 weeks, home for 2 weeks, etc. Then he skipped a few times coming home. I didn’t really care. Then I got an e-mail (not a phone call even) he wanted a divorce. I made so many mistakes, so many times I should have gone to a lawyer. I was mad and scared but I was in the US I had control of the finances, I had POA, so I stupidly just let things slide. Read a lot of self-help books. Saw a therapist. Wish I had access to a website like this then. He came home when his contract was over. No longer wanted a divorce. A month later he was off to another job on the other side of the country ( not unusual due to the type of industry he works in). I decided one weekend after he had been gone 2 weeks that I wanted a divorce, I started looking for a lawyer. 3 days after I decided I wanted a divorce. He was in a serious car accident. For 3 years I took care of him. Finances were tough. I hated every day of it. I finally saw a divorce lawyer. As there was expected to be a large settlement for the accident, lawyer advised me if I could hold on to hang in there until the settlement came in and then to be sure the check was deposited into the joint account and then withdraw half of it and put it into an account in a different bank in my name. Waste of time. I am now 60 years old, case didn’t go as expected and the settlement certainly wasn’t worth waiting for. We will have the check in a month and now I am starting the process I should have started 9 years ago except I am 9 years older and because of the accident we are in worse financial condition. We have lived as room mates the last 9 years, waste of time. I should mention so I don’t sound too greedy, I have a chronic illness that would make working difficult, plus having been out of the workforce so long taking care of the kids, grandkids etc. finding a job is difficult, believe me I tried when he was recovering from his accident. At least he is now back to work locally though not making the money he did on the road before the accident. It will be difficult but I must move on.

  81. hanecita says

    March 13, 2015 at 10:05 pm

    My cheater had been diagnosed with a terminal cancer in 2002. At that time our kids were 16 and 12, and I had not worked outside the home for over 10 years. The youngest kid has cognitive disability. Cheater Pants had just been fired without cause from a job he had held for 7 years. He had to make a geographic move to get a new job and the insurance that would come with it to pay for his expensive Cancer drugs and surgeries. He got fired from the new job after two years, kids now 18 and 14.

    The next job he found in 2004 was 2,000 miles from family support and cutting edge health care and I asked him to keep looking, because from what I could tell about his Cancer, the long term view was short.

    Cheater Pants looked, and instead of finding a job, he found a married Gutter Slut, 15 years his junior, who thought that it was ok to fuck Cheater Pants, because Gutter Slut’s husband ‘gave her permission’… (No one thought to ask my permission.)

    My first reaction was to kick Cheater Pants to the Curb, but I put on my bitch pants and decided I’d be damned if Gutter Slut was going to get a dime of our retirement money or any other marital assets (we’d been married at the time of Cheating for 25 years) and I knew the odds of Cheater Pants beating his cancer were slim to none. Also I did not want Gutter Slut within an inch of our disabled son or jeopardize our daughters college tuition. Somewhere in my anger at his betrayal, I felt that I would want to see him through his end with cancer…I figured Gutter Slut would cut and run.

    Cheater Pants never showed an ounce of remorse. Son and I relocated to the new town where the only people Cheater Pants knew were Gutter Slut and her entourage, the people that Cheater Pants worked with and a small handful of individuals he had met at spiritual group. We had 2 or three months of crazy drama from Gutter Slut and her cuckold husband. Then Cheater Pants and Gutter Slut went underground. Cheater Pants felt so sorry for himself he started binge drinking.

    After two years, Cheater Pants and son and myself got to move away from Gutter Slut’s home town. We had about 4 years without having to wonder if Gutter Slut would appear in our grocery store…Cheater Pants did try to reconnect with Gutter Slut via Facebook in 2009. At that juncture I gave him my blessings to walk away from me and his children and have at her…but he didn’t take me up on it.

    Cheater Pants died a very messy death: 4 surgeries in 12 months, wasting away to a skeletal wraith. After he died, I went to his office to clean out his desk, and discovered disks with ridiculous poetry written to Gutter Slut, composed in the year after Cheater Pants had written a no contact letter to Gutter Slut. He must have fancied himself a regular Boris Pasternak, but I don’t think Boris used the word ‘drooling’ in any of his love poems…

    I was chumped, but I don’t have to share a pension, retirement funds or Social Security Benefits with the Gutter Slut. (Her husband left her 2 years after he gave her permission to Fuck Cheater Pants…and Gutter Slut was angry about that. Go figure.) Financially I made the right decision. But if there were do-overs, I’d kick Cheater Pants to the curb, take the financial hit and retain my dignity.

    • syringa says

      March 13, 2015 at 10:55 pm

      No..hanecita…I think you did the right thing. You got the money.

      • hanecita says

        March 14, 2015 at 1:01 pm

        Thanks…Cheaterpants has been dead for over two years now and I still wonder…..

  82. FoolMeTwice says

    March 13, 2015 at 10:25 pm

    What a thought-provoking (and scary) question. For me it was the usual suspects: fear, shame, and hope/denial (sometimes it’s tough to differentiate). Early on in our relationship, my ex sat next to me at my kitchen table, cupped my face in his hands and told me that once I knew how much he could support me, I’d fall totally in love with him. I fell in love with him that very second. Looking back, it’s a total narc line, but at the time, I was coming out of a bad marriage where I’d been very badly betrayed financially and legally (but not chumped), and by contrast he seemed like such a noble, honourable “White Knight” guy. I remember telling him around this time that he was the best man I had ever know, and of all the things I regret (there are many), this utterance galls me the most. By the time D-Day rolled around, I knew something was very “off” and had been off for a long time, but I kept waiting for that White Knight to reappear. Guess what? He never did. Heh.

    But mostly what kept me there was guilt. There’d been one terminal illness in his family, then we were facing another. I couldn’t bring myself to leave my stepdaughters, even though they really weren’t very nice to me and my girls and at times downright cruel and disrespectful (on the other hand, this probably doesn’t distinguish them from most teenagers). I loved them and really wanted to do right by them. I was also afraid of the impact on my girls, after they’d been through so much upheaval already. Anyway, D-Day came, and I saw that not only was my White Knight not coming back, he had never existed in the first place. Tracy has said that when your house is burning down, you need to GTFO, and that’s really what it boiled down to for me. I knew I had to get me and my kids out of there before I cracked up, and there was a lot of other shit going on at the time, too. But, having said this, it’s really hard to run out of a burning house when you know you are leaving behind a girl who has only a matter of weeks to live. In the end, the greatest gift I could give her was never having to know who and how her father really was, as it was getting to critical mass and the disconnect was obvious to everyone by then. She deserved that peace, and I’m glad I could give it to her.

    I think it’s going to take a long time to fully heal from what happened. There was so much going on, layers upon layers, like one of those Matryoshka dolls. I’m done untangling the skein, but I have to look at my own lifelong pattern of blind loyalty (fealty?) and martyrdom to people and causes who just aren’t worth it. It took me until 51 to understand that, no matter how tragic the circumstances, nobody’s life force has a greater intrinsic worth than anyone else’s. I’m holding on to that truth for the time that I have left on this earth, and by God’s grace, that is what my girls will remember, not the hell I put them through in my misguided efforts to stand by my man.

    • Buddy says

      March 14, 2015 at 12:57 am

      Guilt for me too. Strange how the loyal dedicated hard-working pining one is the one feeling guilty. So fucked up.

      So.

      GUILT – I feel so incredible guilty for divorcing – towards my cheating spouse, towards my beautiful kids, towards our extended family and friends. I also feel guilt for not having been stronger in the marriage, to stand up to her narcissistic ways and lay down the absolute law (e.g. no, don’t go over the budget, no, you can’t go out again – you too have to watch the kids, etc), that is, had I been more dominant, she would have respected me more and not strayed. But I never neglected or withdrew – I was always present, fully engage in her problems and trying to make her life better. So perhaps some guilt for giving up my own life for her, as that led to her not respecting me.

      CONCERN FOR HER, THE CHEATER – I am afraid of hurting her, of kicking her out onto the proverbial street. I am afraid she will suffer or have hardships. Meanwhile I am dying inside (and really, so is she). The stress from leading a double life and from the affair not working out for her has led her into serious depression and illness to the point where she can’t really work or take care of herself or parent the kids (I do most all of the parenting anyways, but of course, she still manages to go on a couple 20 mile bike rides each week and not miss a Pilates session). But I am concerned that once she leaves our house, how will she take care of herself? How will she take care of the kids when she has them?

      FINANCIAL – She spent me into debt, rarely earned any significant money even though the kids were in day care, and now, I don’t have a penny to pay the lawyers or pay for her to get an apartment. Not sure how to solve this one. But I can’t let this stop me. Funny thing is I make I good money, but our debt repayments are so high, just getting food on the table at the end of the month is a real challenge. Are there kickstarter funds for divorce? 🙂

      IMPACT ON KIDS – even though I KNOW my kids will be better off with one sane parent, I still fear the traumatic impact on them. It tears at my heart. But as long as I stay in the dead marriage, I won’t be able to take care of them at the level I am capable.

      GUILT – Did I mention guilt? Maybe I owe it to my kids to give it one more try?

      SUICIDAL TENDENCIES – her depression and stress related illnesses have resulted in suicidal episodes. I did get her a therapist, who I am sure she has conned, unless the therapist is really willing to confront her and explore the true her, which I doubt. But anyways, this is part of the guilt – can I kick my suicidal, ill stbx out onto the street?

      MIL GUILT – For some reason, I really love my MIL – amazing woman, so kind my my kids. She cares so much for her daughter and thinks I am her daughter’s savior. I cry when I think of how hurt she will be when she finds out I am divorcing her daughter. She doesn’t deserve this.

      FEAR – Fear of her backlash, of the hurt in my kid’s hearts, of the logistics of getting her out of the house with no money. Fear of her parents deciding to fund her side of the divorce. Fear of not having the kids half the time. Fear of her spiraling into deeper depression and leaving my kids without a mom. Fear of what other people will think (well, i sort of go back and forth on this one – part of me doesn’t care what others think, but occasionally I realize I do care – dang).

      So, if I can figure out how to afford to get divorced, my life will be SOOOOO much better, and her’s could be far far worse (unless she finds a new sugar daddy, which she probably would).

      PS: I have a therapist too. She thinks I have nothing to work with, and it would be very healthy for me to not stay, and to take action, regardless of financial situation, and file and get it done.

      • Sweetz says

        March 14, 2015 at 1:35 pm

        My husband spent us into $270K of credit card debt. I filed Ch 13 Bankruptcy and instead of $8K worth of monthly payments, we paid $350 a month for 3 years…and then it was “discharged”. Our credit was ruined…but that was a small price to pay for the relief and the result is that he cannot get any credit cards or loans.

        If you go that route, be sure you are living where you want to live before filing FIRST…you will not get a very nice place since credit checks are required for potential renters. Then you will be able to assist her with finances. Could she not just move into her mothers house?

        • Buddy says

          March 15, 2015 at 1:32 am

          Wow, that was a pretty good deal, just $350/month. My debt isn’t quite high enough and my income is too high too qualify for bankruptcy, but I did investigate that option. I’m sort of in one of those situations that is I just had $10K seed money, I could get through the next 4-6 months, then later, in a few years, once the debt is paid off and alimony ends, I’ll be in really good shape.

      • Arnold says

        March 14, 2015 at 6:22 pm

        BPD folks, commonly overspend and cause financial ruin. I was amazed at the waste of money.

      • LovedAJackass says

        March 14, 2015 at 10:44 pm

        Buddy, here’s your answer: “I have a therapist too. She thinks I have nothing to work with, and it would be very healthy for me to not stay, and to take action, regardless of financial situation, and file and get it done.” You make good money. She’s an adult who is in therapy. See a very competent financial advisor and a divorce lawyer to help you put together a plan that allows you to recover.

        Not sure why you are worried that she will perhaps suffer hardships if you divorce. At some point, if you don’t impose any consequences on her, it will harm you, harm your kids, and, yes, harm your cheater pants wife. If her depression is that serious, talk to you MIL and get your W into some kind of in-patient treatment. Get a diagnosis before you martyr yourself and your kids to someone who may just have a character disorder along with the depression. Unless at some level you just want to keep the marriage intact and justify that in your own mind.

        • Buddy says

          March 15, 2015 at 1:40 am

          Thanks LaJ, I like the way you said that. Sometimes I do wonder if at some level I have other wants or motivations or fears that keeps me stuck, but no matter how deep I go and no matter how I slice and dice it, I keep coming to the same conclusion over and over: I don’t want to keep the marriage intact.

          I do like your idea of talking to the MIL.

      • mgirontree says

        March 16, 2015 at 8:18 am

        Buddy, my situation is similar to yours, in regards to my husband becoming devastated if I leave. I was gone for about a year after dday and when I started to finally move on with my life ( I started dating) he went completely berserk. He created a situation that I felt if I continued with my life without him he would not survive. So Buddy, I feel your pain and I understand you wanting to stay. I am trying to find things that make me happy in this marriage now, i.e. my kids and family time. I try to focus on all the positive aspects of staying so I can feel happy and not resentful. Some days it’s good some days are not, but that is just they way life is.

    • TheMuse says

      March 14, 2015 at 5:50 am

      FoolMeTwice, what a moving post. Hugs and condolences to you on the loss of your daughter. You are a brave and loving person! Thanks for sharing your story!

    • Friend says

      March 14, 2015 at 8:36 am

      “nobody’s life force has a greater intrinsic worth than anybody else’s.” ♥I wish I could go back in time and give my 18 year old self that gift of knowledge.

    • Buddy says

      March 14, 2015 at 10:58 am

      FoolMeTwice, like TheMuse said, that was a moving post and I’m so sorry about the loss of your daughter.

      I meant to relay that in my comment above and then went off on my own self-indulgent story, so I apologize. I appreciate your challenging story and find it empowering and inspirational.

      • FoolMeTwice says

        March 15, 2015 at 11:31 am

        Buddy, thank you and no worries. The beauty of this forum is realizing how all our experiences intersect, and that’s where the learning is. Your story is moving, too, and I’m glad you shared it. Like LAJ, I hope you’ll find a great financial adviser (even someone at your bank), or think about loan consolidation. You can do this! Hugs.

    • Nord says

      March 14, 2015 at 11:34 am

      My in-laws helped feed any guilt I was feeling, essentially saying that me being so upset and angry was really me being a big meanie to the ex, and that I could have done things differently. Talk about a mind-fuck. I loved those people and trusted them and boy did they show me how mis-placed that was.

      • Buddy says

        March 15, 2015 at 12:31 pm

        One of my new theories, albeit probably not original, is that the In-Laws and the cheater’s close friends want to guilt the victim into staying, because they don’t want the cheater to become their problem. Consciously or subconsciously, they know you are currently absorbing all the overhead and toxicity from their beloved disordered, and they don’t want that responsibility, ergo … their message is you must “nice-up” and reconcile.

        • nic says

          March 19, 2015 at 9:25 am

          My mil is torn between wishing the mow was her new daughter in law or figuring out how her son’s icky affair and possible divorce could be twisted to reflect on her in a flattering way. Poor bitch is in a tough spot.

  83. syringa says

    March 14, 2015 at 12:36 am

    I think I am addicted to this site but I also think it’s time to go be happy. If there is a ChumpalooZa party someday I will do my best to get there. I love you guys.

    • Miss Sunshine says

      March 14, 2015 at 11:04 am

      Love you, too!

    • violet says

      March 14, 2015 at 1:39 pm

      Feel the same way. I love this site as it has given me so much support and insight. Stiil,I am now mostly happy, only ocassionally angry and don’t currently hate my X . I recognize I did not suffer the financial betrayals I read about here and my X was not a crazed maniac. It still took me 4 years to get back to me (not meh).Some days are harder than others. But I regret nothing because I am who I am because of the choices I made. CL, is there a site for the next phase or is it time to take the training wheels off?

      • syringa says

        March 14, 2015 at 2:28 pm

        Violet…Awesome comment!! I feel like I have earned my PhD in Chumpdom from this site and I have learned so much from everyone here and now know beyond a shadow of a doubt that this whole betrayal thing didn’t have a thing to do with me. This happened years ago before CL and I had no where to go but down to the pits of despair and believe me I went down. There’s a lot more trauma to my story I’ve never shared here and I’d just as soon leave it in the past.

        I only occasionally get angry too and don’t currently hate my X. I didn’t suffer the financial betrayals that I read about here either. In fact he has been hugely generous to this day. I’ve spent a lot of time working on me. I quit smoking…I started again when he walked out. I walk five miles a day. I lost weight. I earned my masters degree. I got a great job where I make a difference every day. I had professional pictures taken and they turned out so swell the photographer used them in her marketing materials. The only thing I’m missing is an awesome new man in my life. Will write when I find one. (<;

        I would for sure come to a Chumpalooza if CL decides to have one. It would be a blast to meet everyone in person.

        • LovedAJackass says

          March 14, 2015 at 10:45 pm

          Your posts have meant a lot to me. Just sayin’.

        • FoolMeTwice says

          March 15, 2015 at 11:51 am

          And me! 🙂

  84. zyx321 says

    March 14, 2015 at 1:03 am

    Why did I stay?
    I honestly could not believe he was capable of such horrible actions. We were high school sweethearts. I would never do such a thing, so I could not wrap my head around it.
    Also, I was well gas-lighted. DDay#1– confronted, he denied, months of MC, issue was us,…. I truly thought we learned to communicate.
    DDay #2– 11 years later, coworker I warned him about, she had no boundaries, etc. Again, denied anything, said he did not feel the way he did with #1, etc
    DDay #3– another two years… He sorta said marriage was over, but not really. 3 months of MC, he FINALLY admits to first affair. Others not cheating, but he as in love with #3.

    Insult to injury: I had to file. I had to find a mediator, I had to find a place for him to live suitable for kids.

    It was never fear for me. I have a great job, I know I could make it. I just believed his lies, because I loved him and would have done anything for him.

  85. catdance62 says

    March 14, 2015 at 3:20 am

    well, D-Day was Oct 30, 2014. He left and went back to the other country on Sat. Nov 1. I filed for divorce Tuesday Nov 4th (actually, just met with the lawyer, it took a few days from then to file the first paperwork). he called me crying, wanting to reconcile on Nov 14th. I went to the other country Nov. 27th. We “worked on things until early February, whereupon I realized that shit was never going to work out so I flew back to the US on Feb 17, 2015 and continued the divorce. We are fixin to have this thing settled now. He has agreed to the final settlement and will sign the papers (two sets, one for each country) next week. Hopefully divorce will be grantedin approx. 30 days. The end. My motto is that of the unsinkable Sweet Brown: “ain’t nobody got time for that”

    • catdance62 says

      March 14, 2015 at 3:22 am

      PS: we were married 25 years.

  86. Marci says

    March 14, 2015 at 5:43 am

    As soon as I realised he had no integrity whatever, it was so easy to hope the OW would win. Now five years later, all the other factors (being alone, being rejected, feeling failure, having to be single) were only challenges to be overcome. It is actually getting their chaos and craziness out of one’s life that is the huge gain, then you can move forward on your own common sense agenda.

  87. Uniquelyme says

    March 14, 2015 at 6:39 am

    Tracey, a nice follow up topic would be, “Why did you finally leave?” Most of us here struggled with leaving, some are still grappling with the decision to stay or leave and some just knew right away they had to get out.

    • Hopeful Cynic says

      March 14, 2015 at 2:07 pm

      It would, wouldn’t it? Everybody has their last straw, the nail in the coffin, their epiphany, their line in the sand. Often we don’t know it until we see it.

      For me, it took a third party to pull the plug, and a while after that for me to figure myself out. Part of my problem was that I had maintained the secrecy of his affair during the false reconciliation, so I had NOBODY to talk to, no sounding board, no support. Decision-making is hard without any resources.

      • One Step at a Time says

        March 14, 2015 at 3:04 pm

        Hopeful,

        I also maintained the secrecy of his affair during false reconciliation. That secrecy and lack of support was extremely difficult. But I wanted to protect him in case it worked out. What a super Chump I was! I wish I had known then what I know now!

  88. ThatGirl says

    March 14, 2015 at 7:25 am

    I don’t know what possessed me to stay so long – almost 7 years.

    I found out about the cheating before our first anniversary. I was gobsmacked by it. I didn’t go looking for evidence it literally fell into my lap while I was looking for something else.

    That first Dday I was in shock. So newly married, hadn’t even used some of the wedding presents, still shopping for things for the new house. I didn’t want to fail. I was ashamed of marrying wrong. I thought I could fix it if it was “just a fling on a bachelor trip”. I should have run.

    The following years would be filled with one revelation after another. More OW (some that pre-dated me), hidden bank accounts and debt, more lies, kinky porn, more weird behavior and on and on. I just couldn’t understand how I could be so mistaken about someone, so I kept trying to fix him because obviously I couldn’t have misjudged him THAT much. The man I thought I married was in there somewhere, I just had to find the right book on Amazon that would give me the instructions on how to extract him from the asshole in front of me.

    I did eventually give up my “fix him” crusade. Then I spent a couple years “getting my ducks in a row”. Then one day I just had enough, I could not live with him one second more. I went online, filled out an app for an apartment, went paid the deposit and got my move-in date. I left one day while he was at work. Best thing I ever did.

    • Uniquelyme says

      March 14, 2015 at 9:16 am

      So many of us could not imagine how our spouses could do such a thing, how we could have misjudged anyone so terribly. I, too, was off the mark. Now, I just see him as a complete asshole … to the core. Nothing worth extracting there.

  89. mgirontree says

    March 14, 2015 at 7:26 am

    I went back to the marriage after leaving for over a year. In that year of being apart I tried to regain my self-esteem and broken heart. During that year he claims that he has overcome his need to cheat and that his love for me drives him to be a better husband. He is doing all the things a real remorseful person should be doing. We have been going to counseling but the progress is slow. I am so tired of feeling sad and hurt and can’t stop thinking that if we were apart the sadness would fade away faster then remaining in this so called marriage. His desire, love and need for the marriage to work helps somedays but there are days when nothing can console me. I feel trapped and feel I would be a bad person if I didn’t give it the effort that he is putting into the marriage. So many of my friends tell me that I am lucky that he wants me and loves me and is trying so hard to make things work. But I don’t think people understand the pain of staying. The pain of the trust being lost. The pain of losing the story of my past. The pain of wondering when the next dday will come. This is not an easy life I have chosen to live.

    • Nord says

      March 14, 2015 at 12:13 pm

      If the pain outweighs the joy then walk away. Even if he’s ‘doing everything’ you have only one life to live and there is no point in living it miserable.

      I couldn’t see, for too long, that the pain wasn’t going away because I was still talking to him. Once I stopped things slowly started to get better. If I’m completely honest the few times I have interact with him raises my stress levels and even reading this site can set me off at times. So I stay away from him, focus on the good stuff, and just hope he leaves me alone forever.

      • mgirontree says

        March 14, 2015 at 9:46 pm

        Nord, you are right! The pain does outweigh the joy. I am trying to get the courage to move out again. Having this website and people like you that understand my pain is so very helpful. Thank you Nord.

    • Chumpedupchik says

      March 14, 2015 at 1:20 pm

      I get you, it’s heartbreaking and crazy making at the same time. It seems as though we should/must try and give them a chance if they’re doing “all the right things.” But are they?? And, even if they do, does it matter now? I’m starting to believe it doesn’t even matter if he IS trying or doing ALL the right things NOW. It’s too late. It’s sadly and maddeningly too fucking late. I can’t get past it. Even if there were only EAs and no PAs? I don’t have proof of PAs, only EAs. Only? Wtf? He says he will take a polygraph and prove there was never anything physical with any of the EAs. And tells me “it should matter that I didn’t DO most of the stuff other people do that would constitute a full on EA.” I just hear that and look at him and see that he’s one fucked up selfish mother fucker. That’s all I can SEE when I look at him. Years of cheating and disgusting ho-workers. Years of this bullshit. 25 years we’ve been married. He started this shit shortly after we got married because “once we got married everything changed.” You know, as in it was MY fault – he says I totally changed or tries to suggest I perpetrated some sort of bait and switch on him! I mean, seriously? If there was any bait and switch I sure as hell was the victim of it and NOT the perp. So, because the marriage/I was not what he “expected,” he felt justified in going outside the marriage bc of my “shortcomings.” Blame shifting asswaffle. Never even tried. I was the only one who was EVER all in.

      I don’t even think I care anymore if there was a PA (except for std risks and I’ll just get tested anyway). I know enough to know I can’t do this anymore. I know others will tell me I should’ve given him a chance, that I’m responsible if it messes up our kids because I left, etc etc etc. I don’t have the energy to care anymore. I’m so weary of it and angry at him (and myself too) for being such a fucktard. Yes, I feel like a stupid fucktard for NOT catching on sooner. I know, there’s the unconditional trust and I’m a chump and all. But now I’m not. There’s NO trust now, I see clearly what’s going on now, but I’m still having a hard time accepting what a moron I was, a dumb fucktard cheated on chump. GAH!!!!

      And it further chaps my ass that I’ll be blamed for the breakup bc he’s so great right? I’m just a mean, harpy, unforgiving, bitter bitch? Call me crazy. I can’t forgive the countless hours he spent flirting up and going on dates with other women (he called them business dinners) instead of with me and the kids. All those late nights and all the traveling were such hardships and he just hated it so much. That’s what he always said. Seems to me he made the best of his “very bad” situation huh? Asshole. A polygraph doesn’t fix anything. He just wants one so he can wave it around, IF he even passes it, shrieking about how I humiliated him into taking it and still wouldn’t forgive him even when he passed it (if). He won’t talk about the EAs or why it is he needed to agree to take a polygraph in the first place. He will make sure everyone believes I wrongly accused him and he did this to prove himself “innocent.” He’ll cry and rend his garments and whine about how he’s a new man, a Christian and all. Yep, ran straight for the baptismal when he got caught, but oddly not before he got rid of all the evidence……trashed every computer, iPad, or anything else that might have had recoverable evidence. Had to get all the sinning out of the way before cleansing….? I can’t live with what I DO know, and I sure as hell ain’t dumb enough to believe he has told me everything as he claims. If true, why the need to purge all sources of evidence? And of course he means he’s told me everything except ALL the things he can’t remember! The magnitude of his amnesia is astonishing. It’s a miracle he can still tie his own shoes or use a spoon. That’s what galls me the most perhaps…..him thinking he can still convince me through all his mindfuckery that he’s told me everything. I will never believe a word out of his lying mouth again and I am hard pressed to believe that God would want me to live like this.

      He throws that in my face all the time about how he’s a changed man of God now……”do you think God WANTS us to get divorced?” That only makes me more pissed! Stupid fucktard weasel. This is on HIM, because of his lying, cheating behavior! Consequences? You mean there are consequences? The whole thing has turned me into a crazy mouthed sailor, and yet after all he’s done, he has the unmitigated nerve (and misplaced bravery) to say “would you please stop with the offensive swearing?” You can imagine how that went over. I made up NEW swear words while telling him off. Un-fucking-believable.

      IF there were never any PAs, am I really going to hell if I divorce this lying, mindfucking cheater? No proof of PAs, but plenty of EA evidence and plenty of opportunity for PAs. I don’t even want to do the polygraph bc I think he’s delusional enough that he could maybe pass it. He believes his own lies. Even when I’ve had paper proof of something, he will lie and say he has no idea what that is or how that charge happened….he just can’t recall it (scratching his head in mock confusion). God help me. I’m sorry for everyone here, who has ever been in my shoes or in shoes caked with gobs of even worse horseshit. I know it could be worse. It all sucks, especially when there are kids involved. This site is a safe haven of unwavering support, words of wisdom and encouragement. I would never have made it past the gaslighting if I hadn’t stumbled upon this site. I’m slowly working my way through the rest of it now.

      • syringa says

        March 14, 2015 at 6:37 pm

        ChumpupChik….That’s one hell of a story you got there. Sounds like the old hubby is ‘The Befuddled Man’ for sure! God love you girl. Sounds like you got your hands full.

      • mgirontree says

        March 14, 2015 at 9:48 pm

        Chumpupchik, I can feel your pain in the story you shared. Wish you the best.

      • CalamityJane says

        March 15, 2015 at 7:01 pm

        Chumpupchik,

        Your head is on STRAIGHT>>keep>>going>>in>>that>>direction>>>>.

        You sound like you are not allowing him to manipulate you with God. Good.

        He should be humbling and prostrating himself on the floor seeking and begging forgiveness. Anything, and I mean ANYTHING short of that is HORSE SHIT.

  90. Kelly says

    March 14, 2015 at 7:55 am

    What I now realize was my first “D-Day” was 13 years before my second one. On the first, I was pregnant with our third child and had a strong flash of just knowing that my ex was cheating on me with one or the other of two co-workers. I couldn’t shake it. Ex and I fought and fought. I cried and was devastated. He enlisted friends and even my own family to help convince me I was crazy to suspect him, and I ended up apologizing for my suspicions, thanking him for sticking with me through my “craziness,” and we went on. I remember so desperately not wanting it to be true, all the sunk costs, so I believed him cause I wanted to so badly. And then 13 years later, after 25 years of marriage, when I was by then in my early 50’s, my second D-Day. I remember thinking while making the 3-hour drive back from dropping my daughter off after her college spring break, and deciding that it was time–that I was going to finally demand answers for the inconsistencies, for the things that just didn’t jibe, for the dissonant little signs that kept appearing. He lied and lied but over the course of two days I finally learned the truth– he had been cheating with both women, all of that time.

    Once caught, ex showed no remorse and left. Within days he was making plans to marry one of his AP’s. She left her husband and sons immediately. Ex appeared to change overnight and no longer wanted me, did not want to try to work it out, never showed any remorse, never shed one tear. I filed for divorce within a week, and we were divorced in 4 months. He did not ask for visitation with our youngest son, then 12, and has not seen him in 3 years.

    I’d like to think I wouldn’t have tried to reconcile after my “second” D-Day, but I would have if ex had wanted to. Thank goodness he did not, as I was able to move on and re-marry a much better man. I wish I could go back to my younger self 13 years before and trust my instincts and kick him out right then. All those years inbetween ended up being a nightmarish, awful time. A life built on lies not only in my mind, but in the minds of our 3 children. I was so desperate to believe, and to “redeem” the marriage and the years of lies for myself and my children, but in reality I just delayed the inevitable and allowed a true travesty of years to go by by before the same result occurred, only this time when I was older and a lifetime of possibilities with a new spouse had passed. I am thankful for my new husband, but I will always regret the yesrs I allowed ex to steal from me.

  91. Informal says

    March 14, 2015 at 10:20 am

    Im trying to figure this out. I didn’t have proof only a gut feeling for years. Trust your gut! He would constantly talk about an OW. How sad it was that her boyfriend wouldn’t make house repairs, he could work two jobs to pay for more heat, ac, (she did not work) etc. I would listen and crumble inside but never said stop i don’t want to hear anymore. All your time and energy is focused on her. My twisted thinking was that if i said stop he would go underground and i would not know anything. Crazy shit thinking on my part. Then she got pregnant and i had nine months of how great thou art she was carrying this child which was born on my birthday.(we had two) For some reason she married her boyfriend and i think at this time he switched to prostitutes. I had no idea. Im sure he was getting it on with others at his single friend’s home as well. He kept a camper there. How convenient. I found condoms and porno in that when he brought it home and got the crazy gas-lighting of don’t you remember that they belong to so and so?
    Anyway, there was a time later that i did ask and he said no to everything. I felt he was lying and so wanted to trust but there is no denying an STD and condoms in his pocket. Obviously he was not overly cautious. I was not given the opportunity to grieve or get angry. He had feelings, a reputation, and a home image to protect and project.
    He blamed everyone for his actions. When i said ” you should have told me when i asked” his response was ” you should not have believed what i said.” I saw him shortly after we left and told him he was never faithful or committed( why i said that i dint know) the only thing i got was “im sorry about her” which was the first one above. The past 5 months have been a grieving process and i am angry as hell and have been NC for over 3 months. His texts still send me into an anxiety tailspin due to verbal and emotional abuse as well. He is an angry man though he has tried to be overly kind since we left. That creeps me out and makes me nervous since i know he is not like that. Reminds me of the spider and the fly.
    I guess it boils down to stupidity, trust, commitment, fear, stupidity, insecurity, stupidity, wanting what I knew was not there, being stuck, stupidity, feeling that i could stay and it would change, stupidity. Living there was like constantly breathing toxic and depressing gas. He pollutes the air here when i think of him or he texts his sad tales but i am looking forward to the day when everything is signed and settled and i get my name back!

  92. Miss Sunshine says

    March 14, 2015 at 10:57 am

    I stayed–well, I begged HIM to stay–because I was shocked and confused. Surely he would “wake up” and realize the horror of what he’d done. It wasn’t the first stupid thing he’d done, after all. If I could just say the right thing–reach him with the harsh reality of the truth–couldn’t he SEE?

    Divorce had never been part of my–of our–future plans. I married for life, as my parents had. Divorce was for other people who didn’t make good choices. I’d made good choices. I was smart. We were smart. We wanted an intact home for our kids. I thought he was my best friend. I’d given him everything I had. I wasn’t perfect, but I was pretty good, right? She is prettier, but older. He and I, on the other hand, had 20 years of history together, and 3 perfect kids, and a bright future. We were on track! I thought we loved each other. I thought that our children’s adolescence was the final push before we could be “just the two of us” again. We were going to travel on the off season. We were going to go on long walks together. I thought we both loved our life and our kids. Sure, there were disagreements and other challenges, but we were a team. We were a family, right?

    I believed that he was suffering from temporary insanity. I bought the RIC explanation of MLC, and that he was just depressed, and that if I could just pull him away from this evil temptress, then we could rebuild, and “win,” and protect our family, and we would sit side-by-side on the couch or the porch as our grandchildren frolicked before us. His back hurt. He hated his job. We just had to get over the hump (no pun intended.)

    After two weeks of continued cruelty, of him running off at any chance to fuck her while I was at work or on a rare visit with my kids to see my parents, I pointed out the truth–he couldn’t stay. I asked him to move out of the family home because I couldn’t take the pain. I berated him. All the truths you keep to yourself out of love–I poured them out. I just hoped I could shake something loose–that the shark eyes would flicker with life again. Nothing worked. He moved out to a luxury apartment, thrilled. He fucked her immediately in that apartment that I had to help pay for. I couldn’t wait to divorce him, knowing that. I couldn’t wait to remove the knife from my back. I believed that his own realization of harsh reality would wake him up. I told him that one day he would hate her and what she’d done to him–he would hate her smell. But I knew that in order for that to happen, I had to let him go, to set him free to be with her and to let her poison seep into everything he was. I had to remove myself, to not be their common enemy. This I learned from the RIC.

    I did a lot of soul searching along my 1-hour commute. I had a lot of light-bulb moments. I went NC by 9 months. If he didn’t want me, he couldn’t have me, I decided. I got my divorce after he moved out. I bought him out of our very modest family home about a month after that, much to his shock and my satisfaction. He no longer could claim any right to set foot here again. I no longer had to help pay for his fuck-pad. I began a remodel of MY and my children’s home, and of my understanding of him. I found the Chump Lady, and I will forever be grateful. Life is very, very good.

    Why did I stay? It took me a while to remember why I stayed, actually. My first thought was, “Yeah, why DID I stay??” I no longer feel any love for him, would never take him back into my life. In fact, I find the thought quite repulsive. The man I was married to is not attractive to the woman I am today. I now know my xH as a coward. He really never did bond with me–never really was that into me. He always had his head on a swivel, had a thing for blondes, wanted his woman to be his mommy. He was always irritable, preferred to be alone, was cheap, was not sociable, had a victim mentality, had a secretly high opinion of himself but was publicly insecure. He lacked a sense of humor, was impatient with me and anything I wanted (even though I worked hard at home and at my paid job.) If he’d been more at ease with himself, if he’d smile from his heart, if he’d get a damned hair cut and put some thought into how he looked, he’d have been physically attractive, but he didn’t and he wasn’t. People who aren’t polite have said that they thought he was batting way above average with me. That feels good. I will never regret that I loved him, but I will regret not understanding that he wasn’t worth my love. I will never forgive him for what he did to our kids, for allowing a stranger to replace them and me in his sorry life, for being so weak.

    I have loved being a mother to my now-grown children. I loved being half of a couple. I love that he brought our family to this town. I admired much about him and still do. I did the best I could with what I knew back then. Also the kids and I have great car and home insurance, thanks to him–so there’s that, too. 😉

    Why did I stay? Because I know who I am, and I know what my values are. My joy and confidence far outweigh any regret. I know the coward will never be able to say the same for himself. That’s gotta bite. But it’s not my problem.

  93. IHaveHate says

    March 14, 2015 at 11:25 am

    Initially because I did not go with my gut that was nagging me to death! Instead I went with my heart.
    Once discovered, it was because I believed him (better yet, wanted to believe him) and I was in shock, disbelief, and FOG that he could be this monster! I thought it was really a ‘blip’!

    WOW!!! Have I ever learned almost everything I know now from CL & CN!!! Incredible! This is one of the most informative TRUE sites I have ever been on! The knowledge gained here makes SO MUCH SENSE that I think it is just written for me! Hard to believe that the same story line is for so many thousands, I’m sure it’s more, of others out there!
    Are there any stats to this? ie……percentage of chumps (those cheated on whether they’ve discovered or not, just the act of cheating) to those never been cheated on. I bet its a high percentage!
    Which brings me to my next question…..not only here and many places online and in my own little world, there are tons & tons of cheaters. Are there really any faithful folks out there? I mean, really, who can go the long haul of forever?

    • IHaveHate says

      March 14, 2015 at 11:47 am

      Meant to add…….the one thing that is for sure. If anyone thinks that their situation is ‘unique’, just read posts here on CL. It’s unique for us but lumped together here, almost identical!

      • Miss Sunshine says

        March 14, 2015 at 3:52 pm

        You are right that there are a lot of people with character flaws. Many, many people cheat. But remember that the overwhelming majority of people here were partnered with a cheater–that’s why we’re here. This site self-selects for chumps who know cheaters. But, I would venture to say that the overwhelming majority of people who are here have not and would not cheat–ever. It’s part of OUR character (ie., we actually HAVE character traits like honor, integrity, etc.) In my own life, I am surrounded by couples who are faithful to values that keep them from straying. They are happy, and will thrive into old age as a result of good choices in life.
        Don’t let the bad apples poison the barrel. There are a lot of good apples out there. The bad ones sometimes stick together, and we should do the same.

        • mgirontree says

          March 14, 2015 at 10:03 pm

          You are so right Miss Sunshine, the majority of people on this site did not cheat while their spouses did. There are people out there with values and integrity. And maybe one day I will meet one.

  94. Sweetz says

    March 14, 2015 at 6:30 pm

    I stay (until the end of this year) because the Bible says “what God has joined together, let no man put asunder”. This means that I am waiting on God (while getting my ducks in a row). God “led” to the Scripture regarding the Parable of the Fig Tree found in Luke:13 after I begged God to show me His will…I know that if God is the One doing the “putting asunder” then I do not have any fear or doubt as to whether or not I am doing the right thing.

    This past November the Lord led me to stop into my husband’s store (sole proprietor, no employees) where upon I discovered him being several months into an EA (at the very least)…the woman happened to be there in the back room with him (who he kept talking so highly about)…she is just a customer, not a coworker or anything. I had not been in his store for several years. Then just two days ago, he met up with “her” in the parking lot after promising me that he would have NO contact since Dday. So I had a melt down and RAGED at him after his lies began in earnest…so now we are in separate bedrooms ( I thank God for THAT too). I have NO intention to carry on his charade without his FULL repentance…and it will need to be the Lord HIMSELF that confirms this to me rather than my husband’s using gaslighting, minimizing and head games on me.

    My husband is SLICK…he used Porn throughout our marriage to get himself “ready” (since I just dont seem to have ability to entice him…as I do not have giant breasts)…and also uses his “tittilitations” with live women to meditate on…then comes home and wants sex…using MY body to enact what is going on in his head regarding his lust for others. I guess he thinks he is not sinning if he does not touch another woman…but he is in effect “consumating” his lust and then “giving birth” to his heart adultery by using me.

    Two days ago when he met up with the EA, he admitted meeting with her, and yet that SAME evening even though I was so upset, STILL brought out lubrication and set it on his night stand in preparation to F*** me (while his tittiliation for her was still “fresh” in his loins). What a SNEAKY way to commit adultery in the heart w/o actually “going physical” huh? I saw the lubrication (which only appears when he has intentions for the evening) and confronted him. He denied what was CLEAR evidence of his intentions to have sex with me after being with her. That is when I went BERSERK…the bold faced LIES!!! Oh God! THE LIES!!

    So he’s got till the end of this year…and if I do not “hear” from the Lord including strong “evidence” and confirmation that He gives me that my husband has a new heart, then I will File, figuring that God did all He could and my husband simply resists His will. I will do so with TOTAL peace of mind.

    This has been a long time coming after enduring 10 years of Porn, flirting, and defiling me…it is enough. My heart is just GONE.

    • LovedAJackass says

      March 14, 2015 at 11:33 pm

      I’m thinking the Lord spoke pretty clearly when He led you to catch your H with the OW–and you know what we say here about emotional affairs. Most of us feel that there is always more going on than they admit to. I don’t think your H is open to having a new heart. He lies. He sounds like a guy with very twisted sexuality. And if getting caught the first time didn’t stop him, nothing will. You might test him out with a post-nup agreement that spells out what happens with money, kids, etc. if he doesn’t end the behavior. And please get tests for STDs. You may not be intimate with him now, but in 10 years of porn and “flirting,” you can’t be sure he didn’t get a disease. And I am wondering if by “live women” you mean that he frequents strip clubs. Glad you are getting your ducks in a row but remember that

      • LovedAJackass says

        March 14, 2015 at 11:36 pm

        …God has already given you a lot of knowledge that your H is not a good man.

      • Sweetz says

        March 15, 2015 at 12:20 am

        Yes Loved…confession to ALL he has done including his HEART adultery (unsolicited by me) is but ONE way that I will know if he has/has not truly repented. He has NEVER offered a confession to ANYTHING except for under extreme pressure, and then only what he knows I already know. Even then it is filled with gas lighting and arrogance. STD test coming soon. By “live women” I mean that he uses flirtation with his customers at work to build up his libido in preparation for having sex with me when he gets home…”safer” that way because he cannot be caught “doing anything” except flirting. I was nothing more than a “legal” HOLE for him to use.

        • Sweetz says

          March 15, 2015 at 12:45 am

          I am not interested in a postnup…he has had years to repent already. He’s got nine months left to start “singing” and if he does not do this on his OWN accord, I am DONE regardless of what his response will be AFTER I file for divorce (which I will do quietly). You see, I do not want this man who has to be coerced with fear of loss (postnup) in order to do what humility honesty and love should prompt him to do otherwise from a renewed character. He can use his new purified character to make someone else happy…it will be too late for us.

          There is an old saying: A man convinced against his will, is of the same opinion still.

        • LovedAJackass says

          March 15, 2015 at 10:06 am

          Well, you sound like a strong, smart woman. And I agree with FoolMe, below, that what your husband is doing is devastating. You are a strong woman with a plan! Wishing you the very best outcome.

    • FoolMeTwice says

      March 15, 2015 at 1:37 am

      Sweetz, I get this. Another chump has termed these “micro affairs,” which I think captures it perfectly. They’re mini betrayals, but the cumulative effect is devastating. My ex pulled this crap, too, and it drove me crazy. At first, I was just taken aback, having never had a partner who was like that, but after a while it became truly damaging. Any attempt to discuss it got shut down with me being “oversensitive,” “insecure” or “jealous.” Toward the end, going out with him felt like being out with a bobble head doll, and everywhere we went he’d be subtly scanning the room. But it was never really overt enough that other people would have noticed it, but then, they weren’t around later when we’d get home, and my ex would start fantasizing about who he’d seen and then basically pretend I was that person while we were in bed. But in front of our friends, he was as solicitous and caring as could be, at least until the last 6 months; and if I’d ever intimated that he wasn’t loving toward me, nobody would ever have believed it.

      This flagrant yet covert disrespect is how I wound up self-harming for several months until I got my ass back in therapy and the hell out of dodge. Personally, I think you already got your burning bush. Now you just need your STD results and a good lawyer. Hugs to you, and stay strong!

  95. ANewWoman says

    March 14, 2015 at 6:36 pm

    I think I was a deer in the proverbial headlights. I didn’t know what else to do. I didn’t know how not to be married to the father of my kids. I froze. For 7 months I froze, until I found that our “reconciliation” was a joke and he was still effing her every chance he got. Buh. Bye.

  96. Sweetz says

    March 14, 2015 at 6:54 pm

    Wanna hear the Parable of the Fig Tree?

    “A man had a fig tree which had been planted in his vineyard; and he came looking for fruit on it but did not find any. And he said to the vinekeeper, “behold, I have been coming for three years looking for fruit on this fig tree without finding any. Cut it down! Why does it use up the ground”? And he answered to his saying, “let it alone this YEAR too, and I shall dig around and fertilize it. And if it bears fruit…good, but if not, I will cut it down”.

    So my “Jesus Cheater” is nothing but “fluffy leaves” (sparkle), but upon closer examination, does not bear the kind of fruit that a marriage foundation is built on…Trust and Faithfulness.

    • unicornomore says

      March 14, 2015 at 10:14 pm

      My Jesus cheater said that he could leave his family because we were SUCH good Catholics and since I converted under his tutelage we were his gift to the Church. He could set us at the foot of the altar and then go evangelize Buddhist OW…she needed to be saved after all.

      My previously Catholic son watched him then abandoned his baby momma…he told her that he couldnt commit, that he might end up cheating like his dad.

      Since then, he died so he has had a chance to debrief this whole thing with God – who Im guessing didnt agree with his cheater premise, but I didnt get a memo about it.

    • Nicole S says

      March 15, 2015 at 9:18 am

      I told my Jesus cheater that he bore fruit and it was all rotten to the core.

  97. Jam lady says

    March 15, 2015 at 6:42 am

    I was a stay-at-home mom for 15 years with my three sons (now 22, 19 and 16). For years I had talked to my now-ex about divorce. He always threatened that I’d never get the house, money, or kids. So I stayed out of fear, for those reasons and more. Then on December 31, 2012 I was snooping on ex’s iPad when I found a memo to himself … “Goals and objectives for 2013.” The list had 8-10 action items with the first three being …1) change marital status to ‘divorced’, 2) get Sue out of house, 3) hire a housekeeper (appropriate because he always said he considered me ‘nothing more than a maid’. We had filed for bankruptcy in 2012 (the second time during our 26 year marriage) and we had no money. He had managed to rack up $100,000 in credit card debt (unbeknownst to me for several years) and we were currently living off my FILs money, which the ex had complete control over. Again, I didn’t make this realization for several months either until a bank statement accidentally (divine intervention??) was delivered to our home address. Then in May of 2013 I discovered ex was seeing another woman (and not the first I learned later). That was the final straw. As the ex controlled the money … he gave me a lump sum stipend each month to pay the mortgage and household bills … I had to wait for my June stipend and instead used that money for my attorney’s retainer. I informed my local police dept. about him being served the next day, and had hubby served without warning. Needless to say, it was not taken well. For the next seven weeks I lived in our marital home tormented by the ex AND my children. I was sworn at, had my car covered in saliva on many occasions, had my car’s vanity plate smashed in, had personal property burned, and on and on. I called the police 11 times during those seven weeks. Most of the torment was directed at me by MY CHILDREN, under their father’s direction. It all came to a head the last weekend of July 2013 when my youngest son was arrested twice within 24 hours … disorderly conduct and criminal mischief. I ended up at the police dept. with four officers telling me I couldn’t go back to my house because they feared for my safety. I was escorted home and had 20 minutes to pack as much as I could and I was out of there. I went back (pre-arranged) twice after that, under police escort, to pack the rest of my belongings. Each time when the ex came home and realized some of the things I had taken … a bike rack, a vacuum cleaner, a basket collection, etc., … he called the police. He even called the police over a hooded sweatshirt I took. It was ridiculous. The divorce process was hell and took 15 months to complete. All my fears for leaving came true … I left with $200 to my name, had to move back in with my mother, and my kids won’t speak to me or see me. Yet here I am … I’ve survived. I now have a full time job, have saved enough money to pay off the car loan when the time comes for me to take over the payments, and I’m paying my bills. Life is not ideal, but at least now it’s my own. I know one day my boys will return to me. Keep the faith, chumps!

    • unicornomore says

      March 15, 2015 at 9:15 am

      Jam Lady…what a suckfest ! Your sons are old enough that you simply cant convince them of anything if their father is determined to use them as pawns (but you have figured that out already). Like you I lived through years of my H forever threatening divorce…when we got into an argument and he knew he was wrong, he would threaten divorce and I took the bait every time (cried begged him not to go..I was a well trained abused wife).

      You are doing the right thing…keep doing it. Your sons may come around or they may not, but you are only responsible for what you could and did do in the context of your life.

      Truth is like the dinosaurs in Jurrasic Park, it eventually gets out…like the bank statement getting delivered to you so that you knew the truth. I once screamed at God my whole way to work demanding to know why my husband was so mean…I learned of his affair 2 days later. The same goes for your sons, they may learn the truth, may they have the wisdom to see it.

      And life is funny how it can fully turn…during a time when I was living under an iron thumb, my late husband once told me (in that “meanest way possible” that chumps know well) that his goal was to make enough money to get a “trophy wife” and he was making it clear that he didn’t mean me. My soon-to-be husband (who has a lot more money that my late H ever did) took me to an event and his friends were bandying around the “trophy wife” label but they meant me..one of them was concerned that I would feel insulted by their banter and asked me how I felt. My feelings at that moment could have filled a large book, but all I could come up with was “relieved”.

      “If you are going through Hell, keep going” Winston Churchill

    • LovedAJackass says

      March 15, 2015 at 10:10 am

      And you’re safe.

  98. Tessie says

    March 15, 2015 at 9:58 am

    I stayed because I was trying to get through nursing school, graduate, pass my boards, and find a better job than the one I had. I had no idea he was cheating until D-D # 1 when the shithead came right out and told me he was in love with another woman. He was treating me like crap at that point, and the boys not much better. There was not much of a choice but to plow on through. We did a little MC, but the MC would not even address the fact of his girlfriend in sessions, So I told cheater ex that there was no point for me in going back. He called me a quitter. I told him I wasn’t the one who was in love with another woman and was treating me like crap.I did not have a clue before this because I was working full time nights, going to nursing school evenings, doing all the housework, laundry, cooking, and most of the parenting. All on gallons of coffee to keep going, and 3 hours of sleep a day. I just wanted to get through school and get my nursing license. At that point his behavior towards me and my boys was so cold and cruel that it killed all the love I once had for him. I knew I was leaving with my boys, I just had to lay the groundwork.

    As it turned out out, I was able to graduate, pass my boards, and find a better job. He upped his abusive behavior ans moved on to schmoopie # 2 after schmoopie # 1 dumped him because he wasn’t making enough money to suit her. (Class act for sure there…not!) The final months were hell. I kept saving my money, working extra hours, saying I was saving for xmas. One morning he used rape to settle an argument. It was then I really “got” that he was evil. When I had my ducks in a row, I rented a place, got a restraining order against him, and the kids and I moved. We moved in a single afternoon the same day he was served at work.

    I was hoping that I would get the house but was pretty sure it would be over his dead body. I wasn’t making enough money at the time to support the house by myself. As it turned out he quit claim deeded the house over to me a few months later because he thought I would lose it. HA! The joke was on him because I got a second job and the kids and I just sailed through without a hitch in that department. Boy did that piss off cheater ex.

    In retrospect, I am so grateful for having found Chump Lady. It had helped me make sense of the whole mess leading up to the divorce ant events after. Cheater ex was textbook narc cheater. Schmoopie # 1 was most certainly not the first affair, because he gave me an an incurable STD long before that. I didn’t make the connection because I loved and trusted him. He was smearing for me years before we had any problems that I became aware of. People just would suddenly drift away. And the money situation! I always wondered why his parents told the police they had paid for my education in the interview after my youngest son was murdered by cheater ex. I had to prove to the police I had actually paid my own way through nursing school. I thought his family were just being their normal shitty selves. Well cheater ex had been probably regularly been shaking his parents down for cash telling them it was for my schooling, all the while smearing me to them to control the narrative. I know that one of the things he told them was that I was a hooker. It was one of the things the police asked me during the interview. I looked that detective right in the eye and told him that if that were true, I would certainly be in much better financial shape at that point. Thank heaven he believed me. The police department in the major city where I lived, bought it hook, line and sinker, however, and treated me accordingly

    Reading Chump Lady has been……gaslighting…check….smearing….check,……financial ruin….check, …good Lord …the man was textbook entitled narc cheater. Thank you for opening my eyes and helping me to connect the dots. At least now I know the make and model of the truck that hit me and my kids.

  99. Survivor says

    March 15, 2015 at 1:23 pm

    A very good question. I stayed because I’m not a quitter. I had to be very convinced that beating my head against that sidewalk any longer was a futile act, I wanted the jerk to keep his promises. I wanted him to straighten up and fly right. I wanted the slot machine that was him to pay off. And I loved the home I’d spent 12 years fixing and rebuilding. I loved it more than him after years of his abuse. By the time I finally gave up hope of keeping the place and “left,” Cheater Ex had been removed from our home by law enforcement and taken off to the pokey for domestic violence, and had then shuffled his sorry self from friend to friend for the better part of a year as he wore out his welcome at each successive destination.

    Like some other chumps, my cheater played with his job to game the system. He had two well paying jobs that required minimal effort. He took a voluntary leave of absence from one of them, claiming he could not work due to the stress of the divorce, then demanded spousal support and attorney fees from me. (He did not actually stop working; just held his time cards until the divorce was final and then cashed them in for an enormous lump sum payment.) When I stopped being stubborn and understood that keeping my home would break me financially and that I was better off being where the POS could not find me, I cut my losses, packed up and moved on to a much better life. I should have done that years earlier, but hope dies a slow death.

    • Jam lady says

      March 15, 2015 at 3:29 pm

      “Hope dies a slow death.” I love that, and know it well.

    • SphinxMoth says

      March 17, 2015 at 4:03 pm

      I heard this the other day…”Hope is not a strategy.”

      My cheater kept saying things like “It’s going to be different when [insert particular pipe dream or fantasy here] happens” or “I WILL BE different when [insert impossible requirement here] gets done.”

      No, you either do the work NOW and PROVE you are different and show me sustained change, or I don’t believe you—and we are back to square one.

      At the end of the day, they will say ANYTHING, promise EVERYTHING—and very rarely do they ever follow through, it’s a damage control technique I liked to call “tamping Sphinx down”. If he could divert my anger or tangle me up in stupid circular arguments until I got so tired I walked away—it was a win, another day that he could go on lying to me and extracting resources from our family.

      Nothing made me angrier than bait and switch when dealing with employers or salespeople–yet this is PRECISELY what cheaters do non-stop. Promise the moon, all kinds of pie in the sky dreams and plans—and can’t even follow through to mow the fucking lawn without the whole family genuflecting to his amazingly perfect cut lines (true story.)

      Hope is not my strategy anymore. You either put up, or you shut up!!

      • Survivor says

        March 18, 2015 at 12:29 am

        I think everyone wants to believe they didn’t just toss years of their lives down a dark hole. I wanted to believe that myself. But I did toss years of my life down a dark hole, never to be reclaimed. Sometimes a victory is walking away from that dark hole and saying no more to it.

        • Lyn says

          March 20, 2015 at 9:30 am

          Sometimes the thing it’s hardest to forgive yourself for tossing all those years down the hole. Hindsight is 20/20. Hopefully I’ll get to the point where I’m just grateful for everything I’ve learned. My mind has blocked many of the memories about our 36 years together, but sometimes one comes back when I least expect it. There were many good times, and I hope some day I can remember the good times more than the horrible ones.

          • CalamityJane says

            March 20, 2015 at 9:45 am

            Lyn,

            One day it all balances. The good and the bad. You will be able to think of the good days and not long to be in the relationship. You will be able to think of the bad days and not hate their guts.

            It’s amazing what a heathy human psyche can handle. Everyone at CN seems to have that or we wouldn’t be here openly discussing our pain, trying to figure things out, and finally, moving on down the road to a peacefulness about what just happened to us and getting on with our lives.

        • Sausalito says

          March 20, 2015 at 11:55 am

          ^^ Love this, so true!

      • Lyn says

        March 20, 2015 at 9:33 am

        SphinxMoth, I felt similar with my ex. It seemed like he was always searching for happiness. He was looking for it in success and material things, but once he’d achieved it he still wasn’t satisfied. It was exhausting. My life is so much simpler now. I’m grateful for small things, like my warm flannel sheets. So nice not to feel that pressure to please someone who’s never satisfied.

  100. ken_doll says

    March 15, 2015 at 10:55 pm

    I didn’t really stay. Lived on the couch for a couple of months. The first month I spent trying for reconciliation, but she would barely talk to me. I guess she threw me a few crumbs – for a little while I believed that we could continue, but eventually I gave up and started looking for somewhere else to live. It was such a sad time – even now I feel sad when I think about it. I can honestly say that I’ll never forgive her.

  101. malbecrioja says

    March 15, 2015 at 11:01 pm

    I get the sadness, Ken_doll, it’s almost like you can be having a normal day with no issues and suddenly you think, “Hey-wait a minute-I think I lost the life I thought was mine.” It’s so sad how the anguish sweeps you away so suddenly.

    • Survivor says

      March 18, 2015 at 1:37 am

      ken and malbecrioja,

      Life does get better. You WILL get your selves back and you will like your selves better when you don’t have to settle for crumbs anymore. The life you can plan ahead is going to be even better. Designed and Made by You. An original, peaceful lovely life. Draft the plans and fill them out and you are on your way. If you can believe it you can do it.

  102. working it out says

    March 16, 2015 at 10:49 am

    Why did I stay? Because I am stubborn, and I believe in forgiveness. My priest told me that I would be dishonoring myself to stay with an unrepentant spouse. During our separation he never neglected his financial responsibility to me. He went into counseling on his own, with a no nonsense counselor who told him that he violated the marriage covenant, and he had to own that. I met with her with him after several months. I refuse to be the marriage police. I will be forever grateful to chump lady for explaining how to recognize true remorse. The counselor told me that forgiveness doesn’t mean we have to stay together. He is still in counseling. I am in counseling. We are still a work in progress.

    • Survivor says

      March 18, 2015 at 1:41 am

      Best of luck to you, working it out. You have a big heart and I hope it is rewarded.

      • working it out says

        March 18, 2015 at 9:00 am

        Thank you. I am blessed to have a small circle of family and friends who know my story for support. And if it doesn’t work out, I know that I did my part.

        • Lost says

          August 5, 2018 at 3:50 pm

          Hi Workingitout

          Did you ever make it work with your Husband? I can see what I feel is true remorse, but I think that damage has already been done. I’d just like to hear from someone that may have made it in the end

          • Working It Out says

            August 5, 2018 at 5:44 pm

            We are still together.

  103. nuclear tuna says

    March 16, 2015 at 12:07 pm

    Hopium. Lots and lots of hopium. Hopium fueled by his rare and unpredictable acts of kindness, which now I see were designed to keep my desperation from turning to anger. What a sucker I was.

    • Survivor says

      March 18, 2015 at 1:47 am

      I call that the slot machine. You might get a coin now and then, but that is just meant to keep you in your chair. Those folks who are slot machines never give up a jackpot. You feed that thing for ever, and wait for a payoff, and they feed on your hope. But they never pay off a dime. Don’t feel bad. They never payoff for anyone.

  104. DavidB says

    March 16, 2015 at 2:00 pm

    Well three months post discovery. Right or wrong, staying for one more year to get my daughter out of high school. Just bought a new house and my daughter would be crushed if we split at this moment. Now that being said, there is nothing worse than arriving home each night. As I was working to get things lined out and house bought (her dream home), she was making out of town trips working. On these trips it seems there was a 26ish male who lived along the way she could not seem to bypass. Just had to get her ego fix on several occasions. As one might guess…. it was totally meaningless. And she is soooo sorry now she got caught. Just biding my time. Playing the part. Will be out the day my daughter graduates. She thinks reconciliation is a given…. how can you stay with someone who would risk your life. Lie, cheat and steal from you? 23 years married not all good not all bad but obviously not worth much to her!

    • Survivor says

      March 18, 2015 at 1:26 am

      David. Why are you doing this? I was in grad school when my dad called and said, “Your mother and I are going to divorce (after 30 something years), but if that is going to impact your studies I won’t tell her until after you graduate.” Say what? Do you really think your daughter is not aware of any difficulties? Do you think it may be better for her well being to let her know she is safe with you if and when things fall apart? And to let her know she isn’t responsible for holding things together?

      Just my thoughts here. Your relationship with your daughter is valuable. Your relationship with your wife is perhaps beyond repair. Do what you think is right in the long term, okay?

      • DavidB says

        March 20, 2015 at 2:37 pm

        There is no definitive right or wrong here. Other than my wife having unprotected sex with a 20 something 5 times…… no birth control…. my decisions change minute by minute. I assume there is still a shock factor involved. I can not wrap my head around a grown woman risking pregnancy and diseases! She is a nurse! I am trying to get my head straight. Keep my daughter feeling as safe as possible. While not vomiting every time I see my wife.

        • Paula says

          March 21, 2015 at 8:51 am

          David….listen to yourself. Your signing up to abuse and torment yourself for a year? You could be in a brand new happy relationship by then. Your daughter will be fine knowing your not living with her mother under false pretenses. I let the ” cant wrap my head around it ” mentality suck the life out of me. I am so angry at myself for not taking action!!! Its humiliating now that I see what I set myself up for. My husband was having an affair in Russia with a Kid. Someone younger than his daughter but smart enough to make Gramps fork over the dough we needed so very badly. The whole reason he was working there was to keep the house out of foreclosure. Yes there is a huge shock factor with betrayal. Otherwise we might die from the pain! Look only at her actions and that will tell you more than you want to know. The circumstances of a man’s life don’t make the man , they reveal him….or her! Stay strong David!

  105. beentheredonethat says

    March 17, 2015 at 10:38 am

    I must say I am a little jealous of the ones that had the husband drop dead. Is it wrong of me to feel this way? I would think things would be so much easier for me. Yes, easier for ME!!! My kids would be sad but they would get over it, he is not around for them anyway. Oh the OW would be so sad! But me, I would have all of his pension, I would have insurance money, I would have everyone feeling sorry for me. I know this sounds selfish but I can’t help it. My POS is in law enforcement if he was killed in the line of duty, I would have it made. But now I am fighting for everything, I hate him and my scam of marriage for the last seven of 20 years with him.

  106. Survivor says

    March 18, 2015 at 1:05 am

    beenthere,

    My cheating ex did drop dead, but it was too late to benefit me. He’d already taken my home and everything I’d spent 16 years building. He’d married and divorced the OW. I got some retirement dollars in the divorce deal, but not enough to retire. What I got was PEACE when I heard he’d died. Finally, I could list my phone number and come out of the shadows where I’d had to hide from that POS for years to sleep at night without breakings and enterings and all the other fun those sacks of shit love to toss at the people who used to care enough to wash their underwear. You will get to a better place without him, and even without wishing him a bad demise. Bad people seem to find a bad demise all by themselves.

  107. Ex-Bleeding Heart says

    March 23, 2015 at 2:24 am

    Multiple reasons why I’m still in my hell and I don’t want to be here.
    I tried to get him out when it all happened 2 YEARS AGO but I have no support system. In fact the cake eater went and attempted suicide, nearly successfully too. He was hospitalized for 2 weeks and sent back with a therapy program that he dropped, and a diagnosis of Borderline.

    I had a major breakdown during the A and after, and tried to get help a few times which blew up in my face. Then I had another once I came to the realization I was being mentally and emotionally abused by him for years, but it was so extraordinarily manipulative I didn’t see it.

    I simply have nowhere to go. I have severe social anxiety and cannot speak to strangers, even over the phone. I am now diagnosed with complex PTSD from the A and all the ridiculous circumstances surrounding it, making things worse. Often I can’t even post online, such as this. The psychiatrist that I found the strength to see, briefly, a few months after it happened, lost his license. It’s just ridiculous.

    I hardly have any friends anymore from years of him slowly removing them from my life. My adopted family was/is severely abusive and are not there for me for any reason. I am seriously alone. I know 3 people other then my kids. I used to know thousands. I don’t know how to make an escape plan.

    He threatened to make sure I don’t get my kids because I’m “crazy” (I have Aspergers so it is sadly very easy for anyone to believe him over me. I was incorrectly diagnosed Schizophrenic years ago, too.). We aren’t legally married though we have been “together” now 17 years, and short of me calling the police (which he says he will turn around on me) I am trapped in my own home (the house is in both our names but I was the one who got stuck with all the bills and truly paid for it) and live on a disability income. I do at least have my own room. I was sleeping on the floor for several months but I just got a bed last week.

    So, I am trying to encourage him to leave this tiny city for a much larger one 100 miles away with more opportunities to find decent work as there isn’t much here. He hasn’t worked since last July and can’t find a job though he’s a skilled electrician. The idea is for him to get a small apartment there and work because I want to sell the house and leave here. I DO want to leave just not with him.
    I am hoping he will do it and then once he is out in his new life, most likely he won’t care if I follow because he has a VERY compartmental out-of-sight-out-of-mind mentality.
    That OR wait until he finds someone new he wants to screw and change the locks one night when he’s out doing it. Other then that, I get to sit tight and wait for my kids to grow up and move out so I can run off and live in the woods like a hermit. (With wifi, of course.)

    I honestly do not know how to get out. I can’t even go to the store alone. I run and hide when the mailman rings my doorbell. I broke my tooth in August which hurts like hell and I can’t even CALL for a dentist appointment. And no, there isn’t one shelter where I live. I do not have a vehicle because he destroyed it and the mental health care here is a joke.
    I feel like a hostage in my own home.
    I’d be terrified but the only bonus is I stopped having an emotional range over a year ago and only have physical symptoms without “feeling” (like fleeing, hiding, shaking, heart palpitations, crying, etc.), which is totally bizarre. I feel like a fake, empty version of myself.

  108. Liz says

    May 15, 2015 at 10:13 am

    All the good times we shared, that was the only reason for me. Love, basically. Not healthy love but nonetheless, love. Still love him. Still miss him. But he is a monster and a predator.

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