I have been moving forward with my new found 'freedom'. Some days are really hard, but most days are getting easier and easier to navigate solo. I am still in the same house that my soon-to-be-ex and I have raised our two children in for the past twelve years. I am still waiting for my final court date that will make our divorce final, and I am still involved in my children's lives on pretty much a daily basis. As for that last part- I wish I could say the same about my ex, it is sad that I can't.
When I first sat and listened to my ex tell me he wanted out I was cool with his decision. It really seemed like the best thing, and even though it was hard to realize that it was happening, I was pretty happy. And don't get me wrong- I'm still very happy that he has left me. I constantly wonder how I put up with him for so very long after I fell out of love with him; the only explanation I have is that I was suffering from 'Stockholm Syndrome'. You know- when you get along with your captors so you can survive day to day. It is a subconscious decision your mind makes that puts you into survival mode so you can make it through the ordeal that you are undergoing at the time. And so it was for me- I put up with a most unsatisfactory relationship so I could move through the years intact. I took my marriage vows seriously.
Being able to stand away from my marriage and look into it with a bit of detachment has been painful in the very best way. I can see the mistakes that I have made, and I can see my (few) successes, too. So, this is what I have learned about myself since last I posted:
-I wasted far too much time being unhappy. I'm not sure why I did it- I think I was trying my best to keep my family intact. My own parents were divorced so I know firsthand what it is to not have a good relationship with my father. I thought that simply having my husband there to 'co-parent' with me was worth all the grief I was going through. I was wrong. My children have let me know that there was an underlying atmosphere of tension and unhappiness that they had to put up with and it has colored their entire childhood. I should have taken my children and left in 2003, like I wanted to. At that time my ex let me know that he wanted to be a part of his children's lives, so I gutted it out for them. My husband is not capable of cultivating deep and meaningful relationships with other people, so all the intermittent years were a waste of time- he didn't take the time and effort to truly listen and be there for his children and today their relationships are in a poor state. I didn't know it wouldn't get better and the end result has been the same. Except for what it did to my children.
-I am a strong person. I have discovered that I have been the strong partner in my marriage, even though for years I thought I wasn't. I wasn't ever given any credit by my husband for what I gave up to be married to him; things such as pursuing my own career path- I do have a head for business, having a real say in how we saved/spent our mutual money, the respect that I should have had for being an exemplary military spouse for twenty years (that in itself is one of the most self sacrificing commitments that any spouse can ever take on.) I never complained about how we lived our lives even though I would have done some things differently, I thought I was doing my part for 'us' by supporting my husband 100 percent. I see now that it was never mutual for him. He expected me to follow blindly- he honestly was afraid to trust me and the path I might set us on. Since he has left our home I have come to realize that I will be fine. I will be better than fine- I will be wiser for the experience.
-I doubt that I will ever marry again. I have become jaded in my view of love and marriage and feel that marriage is an antiquated system that serves no real purpose for most people in our modern age. There can certainly be affection and good feelings about a person, but that shouldn't automatically lead to marriage and commitment. There isn't anything wrong with being with someone just to be with them and it doesn't have to always lead to marriage. Now I certainly understand that marriage is (at its core) a relationship based on sex and economics. Sex- for men, economic security for women. Pretty straight up. It seemed to serve its purpose for thousands of years.
We live in a new age- an age when women no longer are prisoners of their biology and social convention. We can chose when and if we will ever reproduce, and we are also able to support ourselves quite well. We also live longer than ever before, so the prospect of actually spending my entire life with just one person that I met when I was a teen (now) seems ludicrous to me. I know that even though I felt much older than my 21 years I was only 21 when I got married. It was much too young; I had a lot of life to experience, a lot of change to go through. And so did my ex.
-Lastly, I think that it's not really in my 'karma' to be a priority in someone's life- for someone to put me above all others; I certainly never was for my mother, my father, stepfather, and absolutely not for my husband. This isn't meant to be a self-serving statement, it is just fact. The notion of putting your mates needs above your own is supposed to be the 'romantic' basis for a marriage, so since that has never been a factor in my life I don't need to pursue marriage. When I layer on top of all that the fact that I have never had a positive male role model in my life I don't think that I would know a truly decent man if I actually met one. Marriage just doesn't seem like any kind of viable option for my future. It served its purpose in my past, but it is in my past. And I'm fine with that.
It has taken quite a while to come to these conclusions in my life, and some of the realizations I've made to get to this place have come hard. It's not easy to understand that when you set out on what you think is the 'right' course of life that it really isn't. And so it was with me- it took many years and a lot of negative experience for me to arrive at this place I am at now. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't have done much differently and for a good many years there was nothing but positive life lessons for me. It's just that the past 15 years or so haven't been so positive, and I'm honestly not the kind of person who relishes dwelling on the schadenfreude of life. So, I will move forward with a positive outlook on life and be able to look forward to what is in store further on down this road.