Here's a not-very-short backstory (Part I)
My wife and I have been married for 6 years, prior to that we had a long-distance relationship for 1.5 years, then dated for about a year.
We have an awesome 2 year old son.
My wife and I met while I was still in my home country of Malaysia. I was a successful engineer there and things were good. She was a freshman in college visiting from the US. We clicked, and thus began a great but difficult long-distance relationship due our distance. Eventually she convinced me that I should come to the US, so I started making plans. She wanted to stay put because she has always wanted to be a medical missionary, so I said that I would plan around her needs (i.e. MCATs, moving close to the medical school she get accepted into, Board exams, moving again to where she needs to attend residency, then later to where her mission work takes her).
Now when I moved here, I underwent some serious culture shock and in the process I receded into my shell, and my addiction to porn to deal with the stress began. I had look at it a couple of occasions as a teen, but it really took hold when I arrived here. Needless to say, it began a string of heartbreaks for my wife-to-be. We went for counseling to deal with it, as well as some of her own major childhood problems. Each time I would be ok for a couple or so months, then regress into my addiction and consequent lies for another month, until she found me out again. This process went on for the duration of our marriage. I loved my wife a lot and hated what I was doing to her and myself, but my selfishness always got in the way of complete healing.
So my wife's life with me has been filled with deception, uncertainty, depression, and for those who've been through it -- the added stress of medical school while trying to raise a family. I still maintained my promise to help her fulfill her dreams of being a doctor to the effect that I was more often the one taking care of our son, the home, the meals, the finances, the chores, etc., but her growing distrust and resentment of me caused a lot of friction, and thus lots of fights, tears, nights on the couch.
Finally in June last year, over a frustration-laden and very rude comment I made about her studying habits, she had enough and announced a separation. She went through the whole "You turned my switch off", "I don't love you anymore", "I have no more energy to put into this marriage", "I don't respect you anymore" dialogue, and had her thoughts validated by her friends and family. Granted, she said she wanted some space, and wanted to wait till she had free time away from medical school to meditate/pray on her decision. So myself, our close friends at church, and my family backed off. She eventually had some time for herself, after which she said God told her He was fine with her decision. This I don't understand.
Meanwhile when my wife initially announced the separation, it became a wake up call. I started making all the changes she's been wanting from me for so long - to stop my addiction, makes friends, stop lying, be humble, be less stubborn, etc. I started taking care of myself physically, emotionally and spiritually. Initially I was also doing all the mistakes like pleading, contacting her friends and family, crying...all the big no-nos.
I found this book called Divorce Busting (by Michelle Weiner-Davis) in November and found it really refreshing and realistic; it even made me sad because she highlighted a lot of problems my wife and I had that we could sidestepped so easily. I wish I had her book in addition to my initial counseling earlier in our marriage. In December I picked up a copy of the follow up to Divorce Busting, called Divorce Remedy. I've been trying hard to keep up with the techniques (I can tell you more about it if you'd like me to), and remaining hopeful and optimistic. The hardest has been my wife's extreme snide comments about me and the way I do things, and especially the way I raise our son. We still live in the same house (I live in the guest room), so that kind of contact is frequent. Sometimes I can't help but wonder if she truly has moved on and is treating me like a roommate she tolerates. Yet I remain positive and try to save our marriage.
It hasn't helped either that I had lost my job the month after she announced the separation (unrelated, however), and it's something she brings up a lot. I'm sure her lack of respect for me is that I don't have any income right now. So my other battle is trying to find a proper income job.
Anyway, thank you for letting me vent. I welcome your prayers, thoughts and comments. I've been a fool for so long, and now that my wife is announcing divorce, I've fallen deeply in love with her again. I know we can make it work wonderfully again, if her heart softens enough. At this point, my only trust is in God.
































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