OMG Trish! What painful memories all these posts have brought to the surface. The beginning of the end of my 29 year marriage to the man who was THE LOVE OF MY LIFE began three years ago this weekend. I'm sorry to tell you that even though I am now in my own place and 'moving on' as they say, I still feel bereft. My marital crime? Fearing for his safety and loving him, I forbade him to use Viagra because his doctor said that his serious heart condition wouldn't support it. He had obtained a prescription for Viagra via subterfuge and through a so called 'friend'.
He and I agreed to live under the same roof until the house sold. It was a big long house and he occupied one end and I the other. However, he had been online dating for several years (I was unaware at the time) and he stepped up the procedure when we 'separated' and quickly found a new partner 20 minutes drive away. So he spent weekends with her and then came back on Mondays to mess the house up and dump his dirty laundry. This infuriated me so one night I took all his stuff, clothes, files, medications etc and dumped them outside her house on the pavement. After what I had discovered about his deceitful, secret life, she was more than welcome to him but I couldnt tolerate his presence in our home under those terms. So he moved in with her leaving me in peace, but with all the responsibilities of the house and grounds.
It took 18 months to find a buyer during which time he was happily creating his new life whilst I kept the house up to viewing/selling standard. The whole saga sent me spiralling into anxiety and I passed out several times. If it had not been for loving and proactive friends and family I don't know what would have happened to me.
Now that the dust has settled, I am ok but still very sad. I did not expect to spend my retirement years alone and had he been the man I thought he was, I would have stayed with him until the end. I read somewhere that getting over a long marriage break up takes one year for each decade you were together. So I should soon be coming out of these feelings of bereavement.
I have since heard so many stories of the duplicity of men, I can't even begin to imagine that I would ever trust anyone again.
My advice to you Trish - try to make a proper separation happen somehow. Living under the same roof seems like a solution but it is not healthy.