Well, I’m facing some hurdles. Hurdles I expected. I anticipated. Yet, they’re still pulling me under.
My dream, is fair and reasonable, yet seemingly unattainable.
I laid everything flat out for my wife. That I’m giving it a couple months. I’ll either be moved out of the house, or moved out of this body.
It’s not taken seriously. She just kicks me anyhow. My date is set. I intend to send a selfie as I begin my departure. Hopefully, that will be an everlong painful image printed in her head. Vindictive, eh, paybacks a mother fucker.
Really, I just feel bad for encouraging anyone here. I mean, I read your problems and suddenly it seemed I had answers. The delusional state got the best of me. I believed my own fallacy. To hell we go….
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You’re still planning on moving out then…?
As long as you have solid plans set out, and you can still work toward them, it is NOT unattainable.
You can do this!
Even if she doesn’t believe you will really leave… it doesn’t matter whether she believes it or not. You can do it anyway. She will be left saying “Wow, I didn’t think he was really serious.”
Here you say it’s going to be in “a couple months”… am I correct in remembering it was June sometime, or is that someone else’s timetable I’m remembering…?
It’s just not going to work out. I’d have to be set up by fall. As you know, winter up here is no joke.
She has said, she doesn’t want me to die, she doesn’t want me to leave, she’s tired of fighting too. So, that doesn’t help. Her solution, is basically just bend to her will.
Without her cooperation, I can’t leave without causing undue problems for my children. I’d rather not live with that. The guilt my children suffered because I couldn’t handle their mom.
So, yes, June 4th. No special significance. Just the first Saturday of June.
Are you sure you wouldn’t be able to get set up by fall?
That’s still half a year away!
Without cooperation, no.
Basically, if she isn’t willing to work toward a separation, then it’s on me to maintain life for the children while simultaneously trying to facilitate the move. So I either don’t get myself prepared or children go hungry…
Just remember your children… no matter if you and your wife don’t get along, you’ll always be their dad and no one could replace that for them. I hope something can work out for you where you can move out, live peacefully, and be able to spend time with your kids. Best wishes.
Aut viam inveniam aut fasciam.
(“I shall either find a way out, or make one.”)
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inveniam_viam
You’re just coming out of that discussion and this new reality is being presented to you. Give it a bit of thought when you’re a bit more cold headed before saying it’s not doable. Plus, i have to say, +9001 (so it’s OVER 9000) to nepheliad’s comment.
I get, and appreciate, the outside perspective. Just, doesn’t seem likely. I really can’t stand that hell hole any longer. To wait until June seems like an eternity.