ossobuco wrote:And, tap tap tap, therapists aren't perfect.
Still, the whole picture is not jammed with hope. If I were you I might not Never darken his door, I might leave a note re "if you want to talk". And then go ahead and Never Darken His Door, and live my life.
<snip> This is all very dramatic, as we all agree. But many people in marriages at your age are also thinking, huh? wtf?
Regard yourself well, whatever you do.
I'm quite upset with my therapist. She's decided she knows so much about him from seeing him twice in a year, for a total period of less than two hours. She's trying to turn this into him being a bad guy I should be angry with. That's not to say that there aren't issues that are unsettling, such as him knowing about this for months and not telling me, or his revelation to her that he hasn't been seeing a therapist reqularly, but her comments go to the core of who he is and after 20 years, I think I would recognize if he was just a horrible, abusive person.
I had a meltdown yesterday after I returned from Atlantic City where he and I had gone together. I called and left several sobbing messages on his cell phone. The main gist was that I would try not to contact him, but to remember I love him, that I am here if he needs anything, and regardless of what my therapist may have said to him, please don't be afraid to call or come back. Then I sat down in a heap on the floor and sobbed uncontrollably for an hour, took an Ambien and went to sleep.
You're right and I know that many people find themselves in a situation where a long term relationship ends and they all feel empty, lonely, scared and depressed, not knowing what their life is about any more.
This is just one of those situations that defies the normal endings of divorce or death. Giving up a relationship for a dying child is a mixture of integrity, unselfish love and yet a tragedy to him, me, his wife, and all those his daughter leaves behind to live a lie instead of being truthful.