Dear Chump Lady,
My cheating ex-wife avoids me. We don’t speak on the phone. And she does not go to events with our kids if I am going (she is afraid there will be a scene). I guess she assumes that I can blow up at her. But have you seen guilt-driven behavior with exes that act like this? I am happy with the boundaries. Thinking about it, I bet I make her just as upset as I get when I see her.
I am taking the high road. I am going with my kids to their therapist. And I know they are having a hard time….where (I think) they will say, “Dad we are having a good time with [the Other Man] and he’s nice.” They want the okay from me that’s it’s okay for them to have a good time. And that they are not betraying me. And it’s a big shit sandwich where I know I should say “hey it’s okay” — but I do want to set some boundaries. I am not going to talk a lot what they do there with them. It blows chunks hearing from neighbors that they saw her and him with my kids at the pool on Labor Day. What do you recommend?
Well, I’d take it as a blessing that your ex-wife doesn’t want to be anywhere near you. Better that scenario than her showing up like the proverbial turd in the punch bowl. Enjoy your outings with the kids and don’t try to get inside her head, about whether she has “guilt,” or fears your wrath, or hates the sight of your tartan trousers. You really have no idea what makes her tick or why she behaves like she does. And you know what? It’s NOT YOUR PROBLEM ANY MORE!
Isn’t that good news?
We can play armchair shrink (and let’s face it, I enjoy that game a lot) and surmise that she has a guilty conscience. But I think it’s just probably more likely that she fears exposure and projects that on to you. Her fucking around isn’t embarrassing — YOU are.
But you still have to practice “meh.” Say it with me — MEH. Detach. What she does, with whom, and how often is no longer any of your business. (Caveat: Unless it puts your kids in imminent harm.)
When your kids discuss the other man douchebag, you need to practice a big Meh with them too. Oh really. Huh. <Scratch yourself. Stare absently.> With your neighbors you can be more direct, “I’m really not interested in getting news updates on my ex-wife. Thanks.”
As for the harder issue of eating the shit sandwich… I don’t know how old your kids are, but yes, don’t force them to choose. I do think children should know why their parents split, in age-appropriate ways. Mr. Douchebag was mom’s boyfriend when we were married. That is why we had to divorce.
So you give the facts, and you leave the editorializing out of it. (i.e., “Mom’s a slut.”) There is disagreement about telling, which frankly, I find insane. You shouldn’t gaslight children. I think it is far healthier to tell your kids the truth — that some things in life are deal breakers, and if you do these things, the consequences are that families break up — than it is to let them think there is some mysterious, evil force that just descends like a toxic cloud and makes parents fall out of love.
I also think it’s okay to set boundaries with your kids — age appropriate ones. A three-year old can blather on, they’re three. But you can tell a teenager, hey, son I really don’t need to know what your mom had for dinner, okay?
When all else fails, try this bit of advice about raising teenagers: Every situation can be responded to with “cool,” “wow,” or “bummer.”
“Look at my new scuba diving suit!” — COOL.
“I’m going to pierce my face with a safety pin and drill studs in my tongue!” — WOW.
“Mom lost her job and has to go live with grandma!” — BUMMER.
Notice how these are all variations in the key of Meh. There’s no analysis. No warnings. No lectures. Just a bland reaction of vague sympathy. The conversation moves on.
Children of all ages can read your reactions and find your buttons. In recovery literature they say — “Move your buttons.” In the case of kids, I say — don’t let them see that you possess buttons.
If you have no visible buttons, your kids cannot play one parent off the next. They also don’t have to feel bad when they stumble upon your painful triggers. In time all the angst and the urgency will pass. Your new life will crowd out your old life and your ex really will exist in a land of Meh. For you and for your kids. Your new normal will be theirs too.
Until then — MEH!
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