I am just starting the process of divorce ater several infidelities and the depresing relization that I married a child. Now 44, he acts as if he was 22, at most. The levels of selfishness and imaturity are incredible.
I have to remind him to provide the diapers and wipes to use when he takes our son on Sundays otherwise he takes from mines. I have to remind him not to walk into my home and my bedroom as if he still lived there. I have to be strong and consisent every time he asks for money to buy baby food or milk to use during visitations. I have to correct him everytime he tries to blame me over and over just to apologize and take it back at the end. I have to try to keep my sanity when he lies even in the face of hard evidence "I am not taking money from you" while holding a freaking dollar. "I am not blaming you" "but this wouldn't have happened if you"
What kills me is that I feel I am on a life sentence of frustration, overvigilance and heartachr. I hear my divorce friends complain loudly about their weekly interactin with their ex for years! Is this my life from now and forever? Full of misery? Is it worth it?
What will I teach my son about life and how to enjoy it?
My friends just say, you learn to live with it, well people in jail learn to live with their realities too, but it doesn't make it any less of a sad existance. And at least they are paying for a crimeĂ·
I have to remind him to provide the diapers and wipes to use when he takes our son on Sundays otherwise he takes from mines. I have to remind him not to walk into my home and my bedroom as if he still lived there. I have to be strong and consisent every time he asks for money to buy baby food or milk to use during visitations. I have to correct him everytime he tries to blame me over and over just to apologize and take it back at the end. I have to try to keep my sanity when he lies even in the face of hard evidence "I am not taking money from you" while holding a freaking dollar. "I am not blaming you" "but this wouldn't have happened if you"
What kills me is that I feel I am on a life sentence of frustration, overvigilance and heartachr. I hear my divorce friends complain loudly about their weekly interactin with their ex for years! Is this my life from now and forever? Full of misery? Is it worth it?
What will I teach my son about life and how to enjoy it?
My friends just say, you learn to live with it, well people in jail learn to live with their realities too, but it doesn't make it any less of a sad existance. And at least they are paying for a crimeĂ·











