Trying to repair it anyway you can
So after I found out my husband was cheating on me with my best friend I moved out the house. This was Thursday morning. I guess I was in disbelief and shock. L kept telling me that the bestie initiated it and so I was asking her questions. She finally broke and told me everything. It has been going on for four months, she thought she loved him... I was losing my mind. More so just hurt that they sat in my house every single day smiling in my face while carrying on an affair. It goes deeper then you would believe.
Monday morning shock turned into anger so I got up and went back to the house to get my stuff. L didn't go to work. He was laying on the couch. I stormed into the kitchen and picked up a knife. I calmly put it beside me as I started putting my clothes into garbage bags. I told him "If you try to touch me I will hurt you." At first he was begging me not to leave then he finally gave in and started putting my clothes in the car. He sat up against the closet and started crying. I didnt want to give him the satisfaction of empathy. He got up and went in the kitchen to get some water. When he came back into the living room I noticed that he had asprin in his hand. I saw him take one. Knowing that he had told me many times before that he couldnt live without me I asked him "Do you have a headache." to that he replied yes. Then he laid down on the couch. I asked him how many pills did he take he told me he didnt know. I asked him again. He said he didnt know" I start counting "1?" "No" "2?" "No" "Well how many then L????" "I dunno about 5" In my mind I know I can take 3 Tylenol 3's when Im on my period or cramping. Hes doing this for attention. Im not going for it. He gets up from the couch and picks up some more of my bags. He goes for the door but falls face first to the floor. Im thinking to myself hes gotta be faking. I dont need anymore of this negativity. I start kicking him screaming "L wake up! Wake up." I had to call an ambulance. The police come at first they think I have something to do with it. Then they think hes faking. I follow them to the hospital. When I get there his sister wants to fight me. I nearly cuss her out. Then I go see L. Hes fine but his hands and legs are numb. He is officially on suicide watch. He took about 10 or more pills before I had even got to the house.I keep talking to him only now hes the victim and I cant be the bitch anymore. Im trying to talk the man who just cheated on me with my bestfriend off the ledge. He still doesnt want to live and I'm scared that if he goes home he will suceed. I hate him but I love him. I dont want to be with him but I just know its gonna be so hard to live without my bestfriend. I finally went home later that evening. This morning he called to let me know hes in a psych ward and he has to stay overnight. I let him know I was still mad, I need sometime to heal. And when he gets better we can be friends again if he likes. We just cant be married.
Today I turned my phone off. Im at the house. Im going to try to clean it up and get as much of my stuff as I can.
Monday morning shock turned into anger so I got up and went back to the house to get my stuff. L didn't go to work. He was laying on the couch. I stormed into the kitchen and picked up a knife. I calmly put it beside me as I started putting my clothes into garbage bags. I told him "If you try to touch me I will hurt you." At first he was begging me not to leave then he finally gave in and started putting my clothes in the car. He sat up against the closet and started crying. I didnt want to give him the satisfaction of empathy. He got up and went in the kitchen to get some water. When he came back into the living room I noticed that he had asprin in his hand. I saw him take one. Knowing that he had told me many times before that he couldnt live without me I asked him "Do you have a headache." to that he replied yes. Then he laid down on the couch. I asked him how many pills did he take he told me he didnt know. I asked him again. He said he didnt know" I start counting "1?" "No" "2?" "No" "Well how many then L????" "I dunno about 5" In my mind I know I can take 3 Tylenol 3's when Im on my period or cramping. Hes doing this for attention. Im not going for it. He gets up from the couch and picks up some more of my bags. He goes for the door but falls face first to the floor. Im thinking to myself hes gotta be faking. I dont need anymore of this negativity. I start kicking him screaming "L wake up! Wake up." I had to call an ambulance. The police come at first they think I have something to do with it. Then they think hes faking. I follow them to the hospital. When I get there his sister wants to fight me. I nearly cuss her out. Then I go see L. Hes fine but his hands and legs are numb. He is officially on suicide watch. He took about 10 or more pills before I had even got to the house.I keep talking to him only now hes the victim and I cant be the bitch anymore. Im trying to talk the man who just cheated on me with my bestfriend off the ledge. He still doesnt want to live and I'm scared that if he goes home he will suceed. I hate him but I love him. I dont want to be with him but I just know its gonna be so hard to live without my bestfriend. I finally went home later that evening. This morning he called to let me know hes in a psych ward and he has to stay overnight. I let him know I was still mad, I need sometime to heal. And when he gets better we can be friends again if he likes. We just cant be married.
Today I turned my phone off. Im at the house. Im going to try to clean it up and get as much of my stuff as I can.
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