Thank you so much for such great insight. I am attending a divorce clinic tonight for women. A consultation fee for this firm is $200---which I may just have to pay.
I am anxious to know things about how this might work so I can be OK with the outcomes.
I cry a lot when I'm alone--but I'm not sure why. He hasn't been kind to me in a long time (the basics--how are you, what's going on--are long gone)...and he really is clinically depressed.
It's too bad he is busy blaming me and doesn't see his own depression.
We went to a counselor yesterday--a marriage counselor! And I kept telling him--this guy is a marriage counselor--he isn't going to help you "put me in place" in terms of how this will all wash out.
Well, he didn't believe me. He got into the session and made a complete jerk of himself---the counselor stopped the session halfway through and said: "I'm sorry, thank you for coming but I can't help you."
That was a pretty telling experience, I must tell you.
When we left I am glad we came in two separate cars because he was flaming mad--and slammed the door of his car--and immediately got on the phone--though I'm not sure to whom he was speaking.
I don't think he is having an affair--BUT he has some kind of low-life friends who has been spending more and more time with who seem to be egging him on in leaving me. It's a shame.
I am anxious to know things about how this might work so I can be OK with the outcomes.
I cry a lot when I'm alone--but I'm not sure why. He hasn't been kind to me in a long time (the basics--how are you, what's going on--are long gone)...and he really is clinically depressed.
It's too bad he is busy blaming me and doesn't see his own depression.
We went to a counselor yesterday--a marriage counselor! And I kept telling him--this guy is a marriage counselor--he isn't going to help you "put me in place" in terms of how this will all wash out.
Well, he didn't believe me. He got into the session and made a complete jerk of himself---the counselor stopped the session halfway through and said: "I'm sorry, thank you for coming but I can't help you."
That was a pretty telling experience, I must tell you.
When we left I am glad we came in two separate cars because he was flaming mad--and slammed the door of his car--and immediately got on the phone--though I'm not sure to whom he was speaking.
I don't think he is having an affair--BUT he has some kind of low-life friends who has been spending more and more time with who seem to be egging him on in leaving me. It's a shame.
