Definitely, worst life right now. Going through a divorce. We’ve been married for 21 years, have 3 wonderful kids together (19, 16, 13), but couldn’t work through the problems. We probably stayed together too long for the kids, wanting to give them a two-parent household. I wanted to try living together separated, but she wasn’t having it. She couldn’t let things go, needed to put me in my place about everything. Granted, some of it was warranted as I definitely made my share of mistakes, but no one is perfect, including her. So, now I am out of the house, renting a room in a condo in a neighboring city. I should move farther away for economic reasons, but then any savings would just get eaten up by gas prices when commuting for work, and when commuting to see the kids. I could change employers, but I’ve got a pension (couple of decades with the County), and don’t want to change that up right now.
Our oldest is in college, and “needs space” from communicating with me right now. She is my soon-to-be-ex’s best friend (or as our youngest likes to say: “her backup singer”). So, in her eyes, I am the enemy, everything is my fault. She’s unaware of the control that her mother needed to have over me, of the hurtful, demeaning things that her mother would say to me even before divorce was in the picture (I won’t disclose any of that to her right now, if ever). Our middle child is 16 and driving now, with a girlfriend and part-time job. He and I have always had sports and playing together as a bond, but now that I am out of the house, we don’t see each other as much, and are slowly growing apart. Privately, my soon-to-be-ex has said that he feels uncomfortable when he’s around me, so when I do come around the house to see him and our youngest daughter, sometimes he’ll find things to do with friends so that he can leave, which further makes it hard for us to connect. He loves golf, is on his HS team, and plays often (Youth on Course membership), but with my limited funds at the moment, I am unable to join him on the courses/links. I still see our youngest regularly. I come over and help her study for math quizzes and tests, I drive carpool on Fridays after school, on Sundays to lacrosse practices, and I am supposed to have “custody” of our minor kids on two certain days of the week, but that isn’t always consistent because the kids sometimes are doing other things already (which is understandable and I will not hold that against them). It’s difficult to be in the house because it’s not mine anymore. New pictures have been put up (and I’m not in them). When my soon-to-be-ex is there, understandably she’s got a chip on her shoulder, and inevitably wants to argue.
So much to unpack and talk about. I can’t even get through typing a couple of sentences without tearing up. Basically, I am out of my house, don’t get to see my kids every day, don’t get to see my dogs every day, am pinching pennies, wasn’t communicating with my own mother because of her hiding who my father was/is but now need to swallow pride and talk with her again because I need help, blah blah blah blah blah blah Bob Loblaw blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. On the plus side, I have been able to be more selfish (watch, eat, drink, consume what I want to, when I want to), to see friends that I haven’t been able to in a long time. I keep telling myself that this is only temporary and that it’s going to be hard/difficult, but it will get better. Not ready to start dating yet (both mentally and economically) and am actually a little scared of the process.