Editor’s note: Lovefraud received the following email from a reader whom we’ll call “Maryjane.”
If your husband, whom you found out had affairs all during your marriage, had a child with his secretary, paid her hush money, came onto your mother, grandmother, and another sister, told you that he had an affair with your sister ”¦ during the time frame that you were readying for divorce, would you believe him? Also, this man gambled away most all the money in the marriage on football and golf betting (at a country club that you were the member of, not him, as he ran up bills) and was an alcoholic ”¦
And at the time, that piece of info about your sister, was just a part of the entire hurtful mess and too much to process ”¦ while he was also telling you that he loves you and will never cheat again ”¦ and of course, you don’t believe him. You were just trying to process the insanity of it all. Then you were both at your parents’ house and you walked into the laundry room to find this husband and that sister, whispering and snuggling ”¦
And you got furious. even screamed. and went in a made a big to do about what you had seen to your parents ”¦ and this sister, the manipulator, liar of the century, said that you were crazy and that she didn’t know what you were talking about and pointed out that you were overly emotional as usual.
During the divorce, you were cleaning out your husband’s dresser drawers and found a nude photo of this sister in the bottom of his ‘junk’ drawer ”¦ taken during the time, (junk alright, huh?), this sister had lived with you in another state, for three months, eight years previously. And the nude photo was taken on her bed at her apartment that was a short distance from where you lived.
The divorce was awarded to you on extreme mentally cruelty in a no fault divorce state ”¦ and you kept the part about ‘your sister’ out of the court proceedings to ‘protect your family’ ”¦ as you were embarrassed to have such immoral, incestuous, crassness in your own family, on top of the obvious embarrassment and hurt of the rest of it.
After the divorce and during a time, you were ready to address it ”¦ you told your parents about it ”¦ and they couldn’t/wouldn’t believe it ”¦
You see, this sister was the mother of their ‘grandchildren,’ and you were a divorced woman going through pain and not much fun to be around ”¦ And your parents were all about drinking and partying and you were dealing with issues and things that they didn’t want to ever think about, much less acknowledge happened in their family ”¦
These parents were both alcoholics and lived in denial about most everything that occurred with their children and in their lives ”¦ as in one sister being on drugs and having manic episodes. When you told them that she was doing drugs, they didn’t believe you then either. Until ”¦ Gee! It was proven to be true ”¦ and after many episodes, she is diagnosed as being bipolar.
So, you were the truth teller, the one in pain ”¦ the one who saw and the one who was crushed under affairs, lying, alcoholism ”¦ and instead of comfort and caring ”¦ you got disbelief and alienation ”¦
And you suffered it all while being sober, because you don’t drink or do drugs.
The sister who you were told had an affair with your husband began to excluded you from family ‘get togethers’ ”¦ as in her children’s birthday parties ”¦ and pretty soon, you weren’t invited to anything ”¦ because you represented something that no one wanted to look at. She needed to keep you away, because she knew that you knew the truth ”¦ so you were dangerous to the facade that she tried so hard to create and to keep intact.
You moved to another state and during this time, this sister had another affair with a married man ”¦ actually, she has had many with married men that you knew about. But this one almost caused her to lose her license, because it went against professional ethics ”¦ even as she took this husband of another woman to ‘church’ with her.
Your father finally told you that he knew you were telling the truth ”¦ but what could he do? That it was between you girls ”¦
And you responded, “So you let her exclude me when she was the one who did this to me and all the while you knew the truth?” And he shrugged as he took another drink of wine ”¦
You see he had affairs on your mother all throughout their marriage, and you even overheard one talking on the phone to your father while you were in high school, telling him that she missed and loved him and calling him by name ”¦
He knew that you overheard and said that it was a wrong number ”¦
But of course, it wasn’t. And he eventually told you that he was thinking about leaving your mother because he loved this woman and he had been unhappy in the marriage for years. And as hurt as you felt, you could kind of understand this, because your mother was given a prefrontal lobotomy when you were two years old and she was not much of a companion on many levels. And because of her lack of affect and diminished capacity, you and she did not get along well at all. Because you are artistic, emotional, strong and outgoing and she was weak, dependant and most times, not even present. You can’t even recall having a real conversation with her. But being true to your mother, you tell your dad, that if he leaves her you will never speak to him again ”¦
After all, was she really insane, or was it post partum depression ”¦ or did your Dad drive her crazy by his criticizing and neglect?
You were angry at both your dad and your mother ”¦ and while needing their love, lost respect for them both as your heart broke into a million pieces. Nothing was as it seemed in your family. It was mostly all façade ”¦
Your dad didn’t leave, but continued his womanizing, while giving the ‘image’ of the ‘good family man’ ”¦ Even your friends at high school knew about it and would make snide remarks ”¦ You withdrew into yourself, your room, your friends and ballet to survive. But your family made fun of you for dancing. They made fun of you for everything you liked and did, especially ‘that’ sister.
For about 30 years, you are excluded from most all ‘family things’ led by this sister ”¦ who now wore a mantel of a ‘church woman,’ letting her hair go gray and becoming fatter and uglier by the year, and claimed her ‘best friend’ was a shriveled-up old Bishop ”¦ who hung around your family like some kind of a leech ”¦ Your father befriends this old Bishop and took him on extravagant trips.
And during this time, your father on several occasions told you that there is a part of him that wished he had left your mother when she had her breakdown and taken you with him, and that he wished you were his only child.
That he knew that sister had always treated you with hate and animosity, and had done everything she could to harm your life. He called her a big dumbass broad ”¦ which both made you chuckle and cringe at how cruel, duplicitous and sordid your father was.
After your mother died, your father had affair, after affair, after affair, with women young enough to be his daughters, while he claimed this Bishop was his ‘spiritual advisor.’ All of these women were golddiggers, whorish types, and you told him so. And he got angry at you for telling him the truth ”¦ said that you were always causing problems. You only saw your father on occasion, because you couldn’t stand being around these women, the drinking, and the squandering of money, but your sisters participated in it all. At ‘that’ sister’s son’s wedding you weren’t included, but the current golddigger in your Father’s life was. But then after he realized what the women were, he admonished, “Why didn’t you tell me?” and he dumped them.
Your Dad is dead now ”¦ and in his later years, because of ill health, he stopped so much with the drinking, but after a lifetime of it, was a dry drunk. He would tell you on occasion how much you meant to him, and that you were always right and always told the truth, and you heard back from others that he thought you his most beautiful, brightest, deserving and moral child”¦
Your sisters ignored you, were hateful to you, or many times, actually cruel, especially the one who had an affair with your first husband ”¦ They claimed that they don’t know what’s wrong with you when you got angry, and said you were emotional and always played the victim.
What would you do and what would you think?
Uhh..I would think they were all crazy, toxic people that I needed to stay the heck away from and that I was lucky to have stayed as sane and normal as I was, and would probably be pretty sad and mad and get in some therapy if not already.
If I were you I would be in a lot of pain and feel so overwhelmed by the betrayals, lies, denial and chaos that I would be close to giving up.
If I were you I would stop trying to solve any of it.
If I were you I would be unable to trust my intuition or feelings because those precious, miraculous abilities were denied and minimized in a family that was in the grip of terrible secrets. People get broken in that family. if you have clarity and honesty you are in very dangerous territory there.
I am not you and I would get away from the sickness and destruction as fast as possible and forget about the legend of the powerful, wealthy and wonderful family that is nothing but a sham.
There are people who don’t live the way your family does. I found them volunteering at an Immigration Centre. I started giving to the community in order to connect to some shred of kindness and goodness. It is very hard to rebuild and recreate a family for yourself but the “real family” is too damaged for there to be any healthy love and support.
Your sister had no moral compass, she combined alcohol and poor judgement and slept with your husband. It seems that a lot of things went on and you saw them and felt them in a lonely vantage point with no support and no one to witness with you the morale and psychological depravity of what you were seeing. I am so sorry that happened to you. Reading your story is heartrending.
I think it is remarkable that you were able to see what was going on. This is not a good place for a person to be in especially if the family colludes to cover up the chaos and insanity of their poor choices and alcoholic lifestyle. That sounds so clinical but I say that after years of going to AA and Alcoholics Anonymous.
While reading your story about your husband at first I thought you were talking about MY husband. He was seductive to other women including grandmothers and my friends behind my back and I could not believe it. It was way to painful to believe. Now that he is with another woman who is very wealthy I can see that he is cheating on her, getting pornographic pictures from her daughter, and courting her mother. He convinced his new wife’s mother that he was living with an insane woman who was destroying him and that he needed her help. So she ordered the family to come to his aid. He seduced this old lady. I know it sounds too wild to be true but it is.
He left a photo of the new wife’s daughter in the bottom of a drawer. It left nothing to the imagination.
At that time I did not understand about alcoholism and what it does to people and families. My husband was an alcoholic and a narcissist. Probably worse.
Trust that what you saw and felt was real. Although it may feel unbearable at times believe in yourself. Get away from your sister and the rest of them and try to find people you can depend on who don’t lie ever. You will only get more of the same chaos and denial from your family. You are hurt by being rejected by them but they are doing you a favour. Get away as fast as you can. You may have to bear being lonely until you can find new people to trust but it is the only way to find some ground to stand on.
It must have been very painful to disclose what you wrote. Good for you for getting it out and releasing some of that poison. This is a good place to let it go and get some support.
Many blessings to you.
Sea storm
I would think it sounds a lot like the nonsense that went on in my “perfect family” behind closed doors while I was growing up, all individuals whom were thrust upon me that I in no way chose to have in my life. If I’ve learned anything meaningful in life up to this point in time, it is that the most beautiful thing about becoming an adult is that we now have the ability to choose the people we communicate with and spend time with. I just wish I had learned this lesson as a young adult rather than in my 40s.
Having been raised in an Italian family, I chose to not be brainwashed, as most Italians are, by the concept of “familia”; that at all costs, you remain loyal to your family. Nope, not if they don’t make my life better.
So that now is my rule in life regarding who’s allowed in. You don’t make my life better, you’re not welcome. That goes for acquaintances, friends, in business, AND family. There are many members of my family whom I will never have any contact with again, pretty much the entire paternal side of my bloodline. I have whittled down the people in my life to a cohesive and close-knit group of functional people that communicate properly, support one another, and inject no unnecessary drama into my life.
I lived my life for so many years with no boundaries, allowing in whomever and whatever came along because I just wanted to please everyone and so desperately wanted everyone to just “get along.” That is, simply put, a fairytale.
What my P did for me, the ONLY thing he did for me, which turned out to be invaluable, was quash my naivete in terms of my twisted thinking that there is good in everyone. Not true, sadly. It was a hard pill to swallow, but it was my own stupidity that had caused me up to that point to negate reality.
You see, I knew of Hitler. I knew of Charles Manson. I knew of all sorts of people historically that clearly had not one single iota of “goodness” within them, yet it took one so forcefully invading my life to finally realize that these people not only exist on TV and historically at a distance, but that we are surrounded by them.
So my P unwittingly ended up causing me to do a massive purging in my life of all dysfunction, which included a whole host of family members that I’ve chosen to, just as with the P, instill the “no contact” rule regarding. It’s a sad realization to come to, no doubt. On the other hand, it’s the most liberating decision you can ever make for yourself.
We do not choose our family. It is truly as simple as that. Now I have not only people in my life that are family because we have the same blood running through our veins, but I consider people that have come into my life and provide unconditional love and support to also be my family; my family of choice. They are equally as important to me as the people to whom I am “related.”
Once I realized that people either earn a place in my life or they don’t, no matter who they are, life took on a whole new meaning for me. For the first time, life actually began to have some meaning, whereas before the meaning of MY life was constantly being clouded by other people’s dysfunctions. I began to see life in color for he first time, just as when Dorothy arrived in Oz. Corny, yes, but true.
Oh, and guess what? You don’t have to be understanding and compassionate and forgive everyone’s despicable behavior to have a happy and joyful life yourself. I got so sick and tired of listening to and reading all this nonsense about the necessity to forgive. Hogwash. I believe God backs me up 100 percent in terms of not forgiving the people in my life that I’ve chosen to never forgive; number one on the list, of course, being my ex-nightmare. And does that cause me to drag around a big suitcase of anger and pain every day? To the contrary. Doesn’t being understanding and compassionate and forgiving towards everyone cause you to continue to welcome dysfunctional people into your life? To me it stands to reason that it does. Now I just choose to feel sorry for them from a distance……a very long distance.
survivor3:
I understand how you feel, BELIEVE ME!!! But forgiving doesn’t mean continuing to welcome them in your life. You forgive from a distance and then move on with your life. It’s for you, not for them. Blessings to you!
Maryjane,
This is the family from hell….so what is there about them that would make you want to associate with them?
Sit down and make a list of pros and cons…good and bad things you get from associating with them.
I have also cut off ties with ALL of my family except a few extended cousins and one adopted son. Everyone else in the “family” has shat upon me to one degree or another.
A little over 18 months ago I cut off contact except necessary business dealings with my last biological son because he LIED TO ME AGAIN. I do not hate these people….and I work very hard to “forgive them” (get the bitterness toward them out of my heart) but TRUST???? Never!!!!! Associate with them???? ONLY on business that is a must. They do not have my best interest at heart and it sounds to me like both your sister, your x husband AND your father were/are psychopaths….People like these cause nothing but drama ramas and pain for anyone they associate with and they will keep a special hatred for you.
NO CONTACT is your best bet in order to allow yourself to heal.
You were not the perp, they were. All the “gushy” things your dad said were lies….love bombing we call it. Pretending to love, but still treating you like crap. People who truly love you do not act this way. Liars and other unreliable peple are not going to “reform” and though he is dead, you can still come to emotional reconciliation about him and accept that he never loved anyone except himself.
My mother (egg donor) did not love me, my P sperm donor also didn’t love me either. Not my fault. I deserved to be loved, you deserved to be loved.
We have to I think learn to validate ourselves and the wrongs we have been done.
The healing starts out by us recognizing what THEY ARE, and then working on accepting that, and healing our selves. Good luck and God bless.
survivor3,
Great posts! Thank you.
I’m with you re: the ‘forgiveness’ thing. If someone asks for my forgiveness because they are feeling remorse and guilty, of course I’ll give it. Otherwise, my giving them something that they had no intention of asking for and don’t want is just, in my opinion, selfish and controlling behaviour on my part. God knows I got enough of that from my egg-donour.
I can just see her magnanimously ‘forgiving’ me – publicly for all to see and marvel over, of course – over my ‘wrongs’. And hey, since those wrongs were the ones she made up about me and slandered me with, it makes it so much neater and efficient. That way SHE gets to control the story.
Forgiveness is absolving someone from an incurred debt. Just because the debtee has decided its not worth it to try to collect doesn’t change the fact that the debtor has committed an offence. When someone has committed a wrong, and we condescend to ‘forgiving’ them unilaterally with no admission of guilt or expression of remorse on their part, we’ve just rewarded them for that behaviour and trained them that this is acceptable. This goes against natural law and, in my belief, religious teachings. If we choose to do this, in my opinion, our action makes us partly guilty for the wrongs they’ve just been enabled to continue, and in all likelihood, escalate.
Oxy, we posted over each other. Great post too.
They don’t even have to know we forgave them. You just do it within yourself. It’s not a formal process of them asking and you forgiving them in person, etc. Plus, what true narcissist, psychopath or sociopath is even going to ASK for forgiveness…they don’t care. And if they DO ask, it is only because there is something in it for them. So just forgive them in your own heart and mind and move on 🙂
Louise,
I think we’re going to have to – hopefully – agree to disagree here.
And I think that survivor3 has previously said that she feels being preached to about the necessity to forgive is, at best, unhelpful. Not to speak for her (she’s obviously more than capable of doing that for herself, and very well too), but to quote her because I profoundly agree with her: “I got so sick and tired of listening to and reading all this nonsense about the necessity to forgive.”