Thanks NannyJane. Yes, it's been a long hard slog but I can now see light at the end of the tunnel. I did not think, all those years ago when I married her, that things would turn out so awful. I know there are thousands of men out there like myself but when I was at my lowest, pacing the landing when she didn't come home until 6am, I thought I was the only one in the world going through it. I tried my hardest to hold it together, but on Valentines Day 2010, she left our home at 7pm with a bottle of champagne, two glasses and sexy black silk underwear in her bag, blatently packing it in front of me, me stupidly pleading for her not to go. But she just laughed in my face and went, returning the next morning, leaving the underwear in her bag, dumped in the hallway for me to see.
I am ex forces. I served my Queen and country for 20 years in the Royal Military Police, four of those in northern Ireland, front line on [censored] Sunday ('72) and two years in the SAS. I have seen the most horrific results of car bombs, murders, and all the rest that goes with war, but nothing compared to the pain of what she put me through in those last months. She was leaving the house at 4am each morning to meet her lover, sitting outside our house having [censored] with him in his truck. Why did I put up with it you are probably asking. I was brought up to believe that marriage is sacred and we stay together until the end, but this woman done everything possible to change my mind about that.
When I told her to leave, she thought I would never do it. That's when the nastiness started from her. Every day she would turn up out of the blue, screaming at me and abusing me. I never fought back, I was taught not to. I have never hit a woman and never would do. I took everything she came at me with. I really cannot understand where this all came from. It was her who had the affairs, her who belittled me, her who flaunted the last affair and her who decided to go and live with him. As she walked out of this door, she walked into his rented flat. (His wife kicked him out when she found out about this sixth and final affair). Not even a week on her own to get used to the idea of being a 'single' woman again. After a week of her living with him, I then had to put up with him shouting abuse at me in the street, with her standing behind him, laughing. I walked away each time, but the words that came out of his mouth were all lies that she had told him about me. If I was that bad, why did she decide to let me have sole custody of the children!
We are not allowed contact, due to the non-molestation order, but her partner has even phoned my partner, screaming abuse at her. We then had them both arrested, and it went quiet for a month. Then the solicitors letters started coming, hence where we are today. A pal of mine said it's tantamount to harassment now, which it [censored] well seems like sometimes.
Over the last few months, we have seen her shopping in the local supermarket, piling her trolley with cases of beer for her partner. She doesn't drink (well she didn't when we were married), so they are obviously for him. I have been told by neighbours that he spends much of his time in the local pubs and drinks heavily at home. My partner says that's probably part of the reason for her nastiness. She thought the grass was greener on the other side, sadly she has now found out it isn't, living with someone who prefers being in the pub to being with his partner. If she were that happy, maybe all this would never had happened.
We cant move at the moment as our son is only 13 and still has three years left at school, and my small gardening business is built up around this area, so I am hoping that as soon as this clean break order is put in, she will then go away. I know I have the upper hand now. If she even contemplates any more verbal or physical abuse, I will be straight on to the CSA. She has no idea that the Order does not cover child maintenance, and I want to keep it that way. 😉
There.... I've vented. :woohoo: :boohoo: :woohoo:
Charles 🙂