Hi
Found your site whilst researching why my Ex kept setting fire to my dreams at night, even though we split 2 years ago, which I now see as a blessing and a lucky escape.
I’m a Brit living and working in Kuwait by choice after my company offered me the change to get away and start afresh. 12 months living here with a 3 previous years commuting between the UK and the Middle East.
Was married for 24 years before separating in 2012, we still keep in touch and are genuine good friends (with benefits) when I pop back to the UK for some rain and a reminder why I live abroad! We both have our space and do our own things.
2 grown up sons, the youngest of which joined my old Army Regiment and is loving it, lucky bugger!
The drama for me came when the woman I got together with post separation from the wife played away from home and just couldn’t conceal it well enough (Secretive texts, projection of guilt-you’re having an affair with your PA”, non existant sex life etc etc) He was a co worker although in a junior position to her.
When I eventually got her to confess it is was of course all my fault as she was lonely. I was away too much etc. even though she travels extensively. She loved both of us in different ways bulls~~~.
Not surprisingly, I didn’t take this too well, I had a breakdown and was off sick for a month whilst she hung around like a bad smell expecting me to leave so she could pick over my carcass. All immediate family on both sides were appalled by her actions, with initial thoughts being that it was me that had done the dirty!!!
Whilst she was on a 3 day work trip to Toulouse I took great pleasure in packing everything she owned into her SUV, changing the locks of the cottage and pinning a sign on the front door stating that I was out of town, and that she was to put her keys through the letterbox and f~~~ off.
Unsurprisingly, I received a pleading phone call, where was she to go, how could I do this to her etc etc- RESPONSE “Go to Jason’s you know there’s room in his bed for you! I had found out the other guys details and had a chat with him telling him he was welcome to the lying unfaithful bitch. He told me that they had finished the relationship, which alas was a lie but WTF his problem not mine!
So off she goes into the sunset? as if life could have been so easy, No.
I picked myself up and started to reevaluate my life as it currently stood and saw how my time with her had robbed me of being me so decided to get out there, get back on the horse, and enjoy life.
2 weeks after the eviction, I returned from a rather enjoyable night at the pub, to be awoken by knocking at the door and my phone ringing at 2am. Yes it was the wicked witch from Wales, wanting to talk and try to patch things up. Why was this happening? simples, I wasn’t conforming to her plan of me leaving the cottage and was no longer on my knees pining for her and she was jealous, wanting to know what I had been doing since she left. for a brief moment I considered letting her in, but I knew that if I did then the mental games would start so just said good night and shut the door.
We both work in the same industry all be it for different companies and a few months later I was attending a conference in the US which previously we had attended together. My/our US friends were aware that we had split but not the real reason why. When asked over drinks as to why, I of course told the truth, which unsurprisingly was a different version from what they had heard from her. Embarrassing for some but not for me. Yes she was at the conference but very sheepish and thankfully didn’t attempt to speak to me, although I made sure she saw myself and my PA having fun at one of the drinks parties!
The world turns and last month I awoke from a deep sleep as she had made an appearance and for the next couple of weeks kept turning up. WTF was going on, I thought I was over her!
Well the good thing is I am now, the past couple of weeks have enabled my to lay the past to rest and move on. MGTOW why didn’t I know you were around before all of this sorry tale started. Twice bitten, twice shy as I say.
There is life after destructive relationships, and now 2 years later I can finally see the light. Life has never been better, Im single, have a number of girlfriends that are on call if and when I’m in town around the region, but on my terms. Dating has become a no nonsense, no bulls~~~ activity, with me stating upfront whats in it for them and my rules. Surprisingly, here in the Middle East this goes down well as there’s women who GTOW as well. Perhaps its the sink hole for those who have suffered at the hands of previous partners and are living their lives their way.
So there you have it, the edited highlights of how I got to here
Be well one and all
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Life's a bitch, then you're supposed to marry one and then die- sod that for a game of soldiers!
Astro 2 years, 7 months ago.
