MrsJonesolet
10-22-2004, 12:23 AM
I met a wonderful British guy online 3 years ago...... in the mist of ending my mentaly abusive 22 year marriage.
We started talking and right from the begining we clicked.I wasn't looking for for anything other then friendship.
I never fathomed that it was possible we could get together....not only because of our ages (him 21...me 41) but because we were in different countries.I never understood the whole falling in love through typing thing either??? lol
It was just nice to talk about my problems and to FORGET about them with someone who always seemed to be there for me.I thought he was fun,intelligent,kind,sweet and most of all sincere. (everything my soon to be ex husband wasn't)
As time went on I did start to have feelings for him (shock) but I still deemed it impossible so I dismissed it. He told me about a girl he had been writing back and forth with and I offered my advice and incouragement towards him developing a relationship with her,afterall she was in his country.I off-handedly said to him "if I can't have you,I want SOMEONE to!"....to that he replied... "why can't you have me?"
OMG what does he mean??IS IT possible???? It was a very intense moment for me.I dared to let a little fantasy play out in my head and I was happy as hell to find out he had feelings for me too.
fast forward..
He comes to visit me and it is nothing but happiness :)
He stays for 3 months and during that time we take a trip to Vegas to visit my brother and his girlfriend.
My honey is pretty shy (so am I).It's actually one of the many things I love about him! My ex was hell to be with because he was always trying to pull me into social situations kicking and screaming.
My intentions were good in bringing him to Vegas.I was comfortable with my brother and his girl.I thought he would be too....I wanted to share some of my happiness with the people I was closest to in my family.....BIG mistake!!
They didn't like him : ( How they came to the conclusion.... I'll never know....since he knew he was being judged right from the begining he was very quiet.....they really didn't get to know him at all.
They took me aside and trashed him......they jumped on everything from his weight (I like bigger guys) They said he wasn't social (yeh soo?) They said because I was his 1st (I love that!) he wouldn't stay with me (his Mum was his Dads 1st and they have been happily married for 20 + years),he has no money,no real work record,he couldn't possibly be a step-father to my 11 year old,he is using me etc.
My little happy bubble was a bit deflated.I dwelled on what they said and started to wonder about my judgement...afterall I had just come out of a terrible marriage....maybe I wasn't thinking straight?
I was pretty confused all of a sudden but we still got along great when we got home.
He asks me to marry him and I said yes (still confused but damn he makes me happy)
As the end of his 3 month visit comes closer I find myself wanting to change my mind. I want to say lets take it slower....I'm not sure.....so thats what I ended up telling him (1st time I break my best friends heart)
Once he's back in England I have a total melt down and try to break it off completely (heart break #2)
He does everything he can long distance to reconnect with me and to reassure me that what they say isn't true and that everything will be alright.Even his Mum talks to me and tells me that he his falling apart over this and that he really loves me.
I slowly come around and decide that I have to give this a chance and the only way is for me to marry him.It's not like I can date a guy that is on the other side of the globe.It's an all or nothing thing and I couldn't live with the thought of not giving it a try......even though I was scared.
So he comes back and we get married on my birthday : ) We have tattoo wedding bands done with intertwining arrows because they can never be taken off.....it's for life baby!!
My husband is naturally gifted with computers....so we decide that he should give freelance graphic/web design a go and help me to streamline my ebay business at the same time.
Months go by and we are blissfully happy with each other.
The Vegas people don't talk to me anymore and they have told the rest of my family thier views on the relationship so they have nothing nice to say about us.
I start to feel disconnected....why I don't know..... because other then my brother in Vegas I have never had a great relationship with anyone in my family.
Money worries start to creep in.....I'm not making enough to support the 3 of us and because it takes time to become established and get noticed in the business he was trying to start....he would do good one month and crap the next....although my ebay business was really improving because of him....it wasn't enough for me to feel secure financialy.
I could slowly feel a melt down coming on again..... no matter how hard I tried to fight it .....the negative seeds they planted in my head got ahold of me and I'm constantly on edge about money....I start to distrust his intentions.
I wonder if he's really trying or if he's looking for a free ride.
The subject came up many times and we would discuss it....for a little while I would feel reassured but unfortuantely not for long.
My husband is a very layed back....take it in stride...kind of person and I tend to be a bit of an alarmest at times (female *wink*)
He would tell me when he felt hurt by the way I was acting ....that if I really loved him it wouldn't matter how much he was making and if we ended up in public housing....so what!....at least we had each other.
In hind sight he meant that in the best possible way.....but to me (being paranoid at the time) it meant that he had no plans of ever contributing much....I needed to accept that we would have nothing and love him anyway?
I kept thinking that if he had a steady job (even low paying) I would feel better BUT the proper forms for him to legally work had never been turned in because the bank had never sent a statement we needed,money had to be sent with the forms and because we were so sure that his web business would take off....but somehow at the time,I saw it as all his fault and another indication that he didn't want to work because... if he had....he would have made sure the paper work was sent in.
To make a very long story....not all that short....the pressure got to me,I went bonkers and asked him to leave and not all that nicely either (heart break #3)
He tried to make me reconsider although I think by this time he was growing tired of trying to convince me to trust him and sadly he went back to England after 1 year of marriage....THE END :(
I went on my with my life.....foolishly thinking that I wouldn't miss him and that everyone was right about him.
It went ok at 1st but slowly I got hit with the worst bout of depression I have ever expierenced (I've had a few) It seems I went back and relived my whole life and all the hurts I expierenced.... all the reasons I didn't trust easily and I didn't like who I had become because of it.
I mainly seemed to dwell on my 1st marriage and all it's MANY issues that I never faced because I jumped so quickly into a new relationship.
I found some answers for myself while searching the web one night.....my 1st husband was a narcassist.The on-going effects of being with someone with that personality disorder is exactly what I had been going through......including trust issues because a person with this disorder can mouth the words "I love you" yet they are incapable of feeling it so....it's basicly a lie.I lived for 22 years very confused by what love is supposed to feel like because of it.
Now I'm not saying that the circumstances with my 2nd husband wouldn't raise some red flags with anyone but I couldn't see why I became soooo paranoid.....and completely lost sight of all the good that I knew we shared.Afterall I don't take marriage lightly (22 years of misery) why the hell did I give up so easy this time.It seemed so wrong that I reacted the way I did.
One of the side effects from my months of soul searching and depression is that I ate up the rest of my meger savings and barely made a penny...so there I was...flat broke....ready for public housing?? With NO ONE by my side (how ironic)
He has been gone for close to a year now.Many things in both our lifes have changed.....but we never stoped talking everyday since he left (well off and on at first)
He has been working full time since he got back to England.He knows his part in the problems we had (being a bit to layed back).I have recovered from the depression,with a clearer perspective,a heart that aches for what we had....the totally realization that my family doesn't keep me warm at night and they can kiss my *** if they don't like my choices!
I truely think that God gave us a practice run that 1st year and if we get back together we will get it right this time!!... with a deeper understanding,a deeper love and most of all unfailing TRUST on my part.
Afterall.....this man has stood by me for 3 years now and proven to me in so many ways that it was ...absolutely right... for us to get those tattooed wedding bands.
Thats the good news!!
Ok...ya ready for the bad news? Because he left the country without the proper forms (advanced parol?) he has been banned from setting his foot back in the good ole US of A for 10 years :(
He has an appointment in London with the best imigration lawyer in the UK to file a waiver that will allow him to return...ummm maybe????
We started talking and right from the begining we clicked.I wasn't looking for for anything other then friendship.
I never fathomed that it was possible we could get together....not only because of our ages (him 21...me 41) but because we were in different countries.I never understood the whole falling in love through typing thing either??? lol
It was just nice to talk about my problems and to FORGET about them with someone who always seemed to be there for me.I thought he was fun,intelligent,kind,sweet and most of all sincere. (everything my soon to be ex husband wasn't)
As time went on I did start to have feelings for him (shock) but I still deemed it impossible so I dismissed it. He told me about a girl he had been writing back and forth with and I offered my advice and incouragement towards him developing a relationship with her,afterall she was in his country.I off-handedly said to him "if I can't have you,I want SOMEONE to!"....to that he replied... "why can't you have me?"
OMG what does he mean??IS IT possible???? It was a very intense moment for me.I dared to let a little fantasy play out in my head and I was happy as hell to find out he had feelings for me too.
fast forward..
He comes to visit me and it is nothing but happiness :)
He stays for 3 months and during that time we take a trip to Vegas to visit my brother and his girlfriend.
My honey is pretty shy (so am I).It's actually one of the many things I love about him! My ex was hell to be with because he was always trying to pull me into social situations kicking and screaming.
My intentions were good in bringing him to Vegas.I was comfortable with my brother and his girl.I thought he would be too....I wanted to share some of my happiness with the people I was closest to in my family.....BIG mistake!!
They didn't like him : ( How they came to the conclusion.... I'll never know....since he knew he was being judged right from the begining he was very quiet.....they really didn't get to know him at all.
They took me aside and trashed him......they jumped on everything from his weight (I like bigger guys) They said he wasn't social (yeh soo?) They said because I was his 1st (I love that!) he wouldn't stay with me (his Mum was his Dads 1st and they have been happily married for 20 + years),he has no money,no real work record,he couldn't possibly be a step-father to my 11 year old,he is using me etc.
My little happy bubble was a bit deflated.I dwelled on what they said and started to wonder about my judgement...afterall I had just come out of a terrible marriage....maybe I wasn't thinking straight?
I was pretty confused all of a sudden but we still got along great when we got home.
He asks me to marry him and I said yes (still confused but damn he makes me happy)
As the end of his 3 month visit comes closer I find myself wanting to change my mind. I want to say lets take it slower....I'm not sure.....so thats what I ended up telling him (1st time I break my best friends heart)
Once he's back in England I have a total melt down and try to break it off completely (heart break #2)
He does everything he can long distance to reconnect with me and to reassure me that what they say isn't true and that everything will be alright.Even his Mum talks to me and tells me that he his falling apart over this and that he really loves me.
I slowly come around and decide that I have to give this a chance and the only way is for me to marry him.It's not like I can date a guy that is on the other side of the globe.It's an all or nothing thing and I couldn't live with the thought of not giving it a try......even though I was scared.
So he comes back and we get married on my birthday : ) We have tattoo wedding bands done with intertwining arrows because they can never be taken off.....it's for life baby!!
My husband is naturally gifted with computers....so we decide that he should give freelance graphic/web design a go and help me to streamline my ebay business at the same time.
Months go by and we are blissfully happy with each other.
The Vegas people don't talk to me anymore and they have told the rest of my family thier views on the relationship so they have nothing nice to say about us.
I start to feel disconnected....why I don't know..... because other then my brother in Vegas I have never had a great relationship with anyone in my family.
Money worries start to creep in.....I'm not making enough to support the 3 of us and because it takes time to become established and get noticed in the business he was trying to start....he would do good one month and crap the next....although my ebay business was really improving because of him....it wasn't enough for me to feel secure financialy.
I could slowly feel a melt down coming on again..... no matter how hard I tried to fight it .....the negative seeds they planted in my head got ahold of me and I'm constantly on edge about money....I start to distrust his intentions.
I wonder if he's really trying or if he's looking for a free ride.
The subject came up many times and we would discuss it....for a little while I would feel reassured but unfortuantely not for long.
My husband is a very layed back....take it in stride...kind of person and I tend to be a bit of an alarmest at times (female *wink*)
He would tell me when he felt hurt by the way I was acting ....that if I really loved him it wouldn't matter how much he was making and if we ended up in public housing....so what!....at least we had each other.
In hind sight he meant that in the best possible way.....but to me (being paranoid at the time) it meant that he had no plans of ever contributing much....I needed to accept that we would have nothing and love him anyway?
I kept thinking that if he had a steady job (even low paying) I would feel better BUT the proper forms for him to legally work had never been turned in because the bank had never sent a statement we needed,money had to be sent with the forms and because we were so sure that his web business would take off....but somehow at the time,I saw it as all his fault and another indication that he didn't want to work because... if he had....he would have made sure the paper work was sent in.
To make a very long story....not all that short....the pressure got to me,I went bonkers and asked him to leave and not all that nicely either (heart break #3)
He tried to make me reconsider although I think by this time he was growing tired of trying to convince me to trust him and sadly he went back to England after 1 year of marriage....THE END :(
I went on my with my life.....foolishly thinking that I wouldn't miss him and that everyone was right about him.
It went ok at 1st but slowly I got hit with the worst bout of depression I have ever expierenced (I've had a few) It seems I went back and relived my whole life and all the hurts I expierenced.... all the reasons I didn't trust easily and I didn't like who I had become because of it.
I mainly seemed to dwell on my 1st marriage and all it's MANY issues that I never faced because I jumped so quickly into a new relationship.
I found some answers for myself while searching the web one night.....my 1st husband was a narcassist.The on-going effects of being with someone with that personality disorder is exactly what I had been going through......including trust issues because a person with this disorder can mouth the words "I love you" yet they are incapable of feeling it so....it's basicly a lie.I lived for 22 years very confused by what love is supposed to feel like because of it.
Now I'm not saying that the circumstances with my 2nd husband wouldn't raise some red flags with anyone but I couldn't see why I became soooo paranoid.....and completely lost sight of all the good that I knew we shared.Afterall I don't take marriage lightly (22 years of misery) why the hell did I give up so easy this time.It seemed so wrong that I reacted the way I did.
One of the side effects from my months of soul searching and depression is that I ate up the rest of my meger savings and barely made a penny...so there I was...flat broke....ready for public housing?? With NO ONE by my side (how ironic)
He has been gone for close to a year now.Many things in both our lifes have changed.....but we never stoped talking everyday since he left (well off and on at first)
He has been working full time since he got back to England.He knows his part in the problems we had (being a bit to layed back).I have recovered from the depression,with a clearer perspective,a heart that aches for what we had....the totally realization that my family doesn't keep me warm at night and they can kiss my *** if they don't like my choices!
I truely think that God gave us a practice run that 1st year and if we get back together we will get it right this time!!... with a deeper understanding,a deeper love and most of all unfailing TRUST on my part.
Afterall.....this man has stood by me for 3 years now and proven to me in so many ways that it was ...absolutely right... for us to get those tattooed wedding bands.
Thats the good news!!
Ok...ya ready for the bad news? Because he left the country without the proper forms (advanced parol?) he has been banned from setting his foot back in the good ole US of A for 10 years :(
He has an appointment in London with the best imigration lawyer in the UK to file a waiver that will allow him to return...ummm maybe????

