Anonymous wrote:Yes, PP at 21:06! I am way earlier in the process and got dumped flat out of nowhere. My DD and I are reeling. But in spite of the terrible upheaval that’s coming our way and what I know will be financial disaster, I feel a weight slowly rising from my shoulders. Like you I shrank myself down to nothing and didn’t even know it- SAHM to appease his career demands, dropped my hobbies because he couldn’t ever commit to a scheduled etc. I did a damn good job at being a great mom and an incredible partner and supporter, and to be told that wasn’t good enough crushed me.
But I’m starting to wonder why? Why would someone ditch a wife who made their life amazing and full of ease? It’s nothing I did and reflects only on STBX’s mental and emotional shortcomings.
OP, you have lost yourself and if you’re like some of us here, you may have rewritten who you were just to shrink into the little box your partner forced you into. It happens slowly and sometimes without you even knowing it.
I am still working on “letting” myself buy juice at the store (previously forbidden!), “letting” myself put the pretty pillowcases on, “letting” myself watch the show I like instead of the one that wouldn’t get me criticized by STBX. As I reacquaint myself with the idea of choosing me, it is scary and unsettling because I’ve internalized that picking what I like or meeting my needs=risking punishment.
Go stand in a grocery store and ask yourself what you want to eat, and what your favorite treat is. Pick your Netflix show, not the one you know he wouldn’t make fun of if he saw it in the queue. Start really, really small but start defining yourself.
It’s easier to do it in that direction than to start big and run headlong into the “what is my value as a human being” wall.
You replied to me, and I relate a lot. And I'm sorry that you were treated that way.
I don't know how far along you are, but almost immediately I got to see all my ex's theories about what he contributed versus what I contributed crumble to dust. His finances are an absolute shambles (despite him being an actual financial advisor). He used to tell me that a vacation with me wasn't a vacation for him because of my illness, and he immediately developed this medieval skin wasting condition upon leaving me (and his AP/girlfriend had to deal with it, not me!). He bought a house that floods with a mold problem, and the dog keeps peeing and pooping in his house (he never believed me that the dog actually needs to be walked and not just let out). He never has what the kids need, like food for their lunches. Yet he's always texting me financial info that I don't need like he's saving me from my own idiocy ("be sure to compare interest rates," yes, thank you, I did graduate the 5th grade). Just for good measure one of his teeth fell out eating tacos with the kids and he's broken a couple of bones this year.
I didn't even ask the universe to give him the Bad Man treatment. I'm too nice for that. But he is chaos. He always acted like I was the reason anything went wrong in his life, so he conducted the ultimate experiment in removing me and well . . .
I know my oldest daughter especially has also made herself small. I took them on vacation last week and she didn't want to stop for food at the airport because she thought it would upset me and her sister. Why? Why do we care if we spend 5 minutes people-watching in an airport on vacation together? We don't. But he would have. He would have been short and irritated if anyone had to go to the bathroom or stop for any reason. One time he ran ahead of me in an airport while I wheeled my suitcase and my 80 year old mother's (we weren't late, and remember I have chronic fatigue). I just had a running list in my head of all the things that would annoy him and avoided them the best I could. And he didn't appreciate how I held his world together.
I heard him on the phone with our oldest the other night. She was supposed to call him after her audition; he asked why she was calling him so late. She said, we just got home, it went late because I am in the running for the lead! He said, "And Mama just had to SIT THERE for 45 minutes?" OMG sir, I was in a warm car with my book listening to music and people-watching. And like, I am a SAHM with 57% custody . . . what else do I have to do? It was just, he had to zero in on
his vicarious annoyance rather than being present and happy for our child. What a guy.
He just went public with his girlfriend and that doesn't feel great. But I still spend the vast majority of my time chuckling that they're both getting exactly what they deserve. And so am I! Turning spaces in my house into things that bring me joy is so much fun. He never wanted to go to church because he was so busy!, and so put upon!, and so stressed!, and now I do what I want. I take the vacations I want. Watch the shows I want. Cook the dinners I want. He was never happy.
We actually had that conversation when he said he was unhappy and wanted to separate. I was like, but your circumstances aren't what make you happy . . .
you make yourself happy. And all he did was turn it around on me and say, well then you'll still be happy without me. And yeah, that was true. And removing all that stress from my life has given me so much. But I know he will be chasing happiness until his final breath, because he thinks it's external work, and it's internal.
Which is a nice segue back to the original prompt. Self worth is internal work. It's not dependent on our status or appearance or relationships. If we are doing the best given our circumstances, then we should feel proud of ourselves. There's a lot that is out of our control.