I have been with my husband for 22 years and we have been married for 10. He had a good job until we got married and then suddenly he quit his job and it has been a downhill slide ever since. He has had 10 years to get his act together and as Dr. Phil said, 10 years of chances and now that's over.
I've known for years that my husband will never get his act together because he has no reason to. He has a mother who taught all of her children to be victims (she is the queen of victims herself). She is a huge enabler for my husband as well as three of her other grown "children" (they're all close to, or over the age of 50). All my husband has ever had to do is call his mother and cry about what a victim he is, and how he's doing the best he can and then he'll throw in how he's got some big deal about to come through (of course it never does) and she gets out her checkbook. As she's writing the check she's telling him how he's got to do something because she just can't keep doing this, but she always does.
As a stay-at-home mom (at my husband's urging) I did literally everything around our home. The absolute only thing my husband had to to was go to work and bring home a paycheck to support us. He always managed to go somewhere, but he never seemed to bring home a paycheck from wherever it was he was going. He has had 16 jobs during our marriage and he just could never seem to stick with anything. But, why should he? He knows he doesn't have to make anything work out because his mother will rescue him and fix it for him with money.
I just woke up one day and told myself, it's now or never. I finally made the decision to file for divorce. It's something I knew I had to do years ago and I'm a bit ashamed that I waited so long. I waited because I knew my husband would make the divoce ugly... and I wasn't wrong. We have a 10-year-old son and what Dr. Phil said to Brianne about her being the fiduciary for her child and that she must put that child's interests above all else, really hit home. My decision to divorce my husband was based solely on survival for me and my son.
My husband has been relying on his mother financially the entire 10 years we have been married. His mother is 75 years old. I asked myself, what are we going to do when his mother dies? My husband has no backup plan... no retirement... no savings... nothing, and neither do I. I'm 48, and I decided I could not wait another minute to get out. I knew at my age, it was going to be an uphill struggle and I had to do something now! I had worked full-time up until the time we got married and I thought I would just return to doing what I did before I was a stay-at-home mom. I've spent the past year looking for a job and have not had any luck. A lot has changed in 10 years and it looks like I'm going to have to go back to school. That's scary, but not nearly as scary as the thought of staying with my husband and depending on him.
Dr. Phil was right on when he said, "I would rather be happy alone, than sick with somebody else. My son deserves a mother who is happy and I will be a better parent to him if I am happy. My job as a parent is to protect my son, even if it's from his own father. My husband is toxic and he's a "taker". His sole purpose in life seems to be to suck the life out of anybody that will allow him to do so. Then, when he's finished using up a person, he moves on to the next, and the next, and so on. I'm just so thankful that I decided to get out before my husband could totally use me up and hopefully, it isn't too late for me to reverse any damage my husband may have instilled in my son and I can teach him to grow up and be a productive member of society. I know I'm a good mother and fully capable... I have two wonderful, well-ajusted, grown sons who are totally self-reliant. Neither has ever come to me for a handout.
So, to anyone out there in a similar situation, just remember Dr. Phil's words... It's better to be happy alone than sick with somebody else. You'll be a better person for it.
curlygirl729