My kids father and I live together and have been for 8 years but we’re currently broken up because he cheated and is now in relationship with woman he cheated with. He says he loves her but still try’s getting with me and won’t move out. I’m not sure what he really wants and I still love him and want to be with him but at the same time I don’t and he sends me mixed signals on what he wants. I just need advice on what should I do, how do I move on without him and should I tell the new girl he’s cheating on her too. I know this some messed up love triangle and I’m stupid for even putting up with it.&nbsp;IF YOU WERE ME, WHAT WOULD YOU DO?

My kids father and I live together and have been for 8 years but we’re currently broken up because he cheated and is now in relationship with woman he cheated with. He says he loves her but still try’s getting with me and won’t move out. I’m not sure what he really wants and I still love him and want to be with him but at the same time I don’t and he sends me mixed signals on what he wants. I just need advice on what should I do, how do I move on without him and should I tell the new girl he’s cheating on her too. I know this some messed up love triangle and I’m stupid for even putting up with it. IF YOU WERE ME, WHAT WOULD YOU DO?

As a kid I had no parents so hard to say. Hey. After 35 yrs my wife booted me out. The reasons given at divorce. My penis is too big. It takes me two hours to have sex. I made my kids study too hard &amp; eat health food. I wouldn’t let people wear shoes in the house &amp; kept the house too clean. I wouldn’t visit her mom because her mom yelled at me all the time. When my disease nearly killed me before my transplant I’d goto bed at 8. I needed to understand she wanted to spend time with her mom every night. I should have stayed up till 11 after she spent time with our kids &amp; then talked with her sister on the phone. I explained I was barely alive &amp; on experimental medicine. I had to get up to fix lunches. Take kids to school. Pick them up. Home school one. Take the autistic child to therapy. Coach little league. Coach softball. Coach track. Coach wrestling. Goto two different martial arts places. Go to band practice. Take kids to church to pack lunches for poor kids. She complained I taught my kids to wood work; shoot bows; fish; etc. I wouldn’t let her mom visit. Well; her mom lived next door &amp; is an ass. She yells at me even though I’m nice to her. So what do I know. I now realize my wife just kept me around till she thought she didn’t need me any more. Now I’m heart broken. She was my soul mate. What do you say when you realize your soul mate of 35 yrs kicks you to the curb because her mom doesn’t like you? By the way. Her moms husband is my age &amp; healthier than me. We are poor. They are not rich. But they both have good retirement checks &amp; a house paid off. I can’t figure out why my kids needed to clean her house instead of play sports. Play online games instead of staying on the honor roll. I gave them one hr of gaming a day. Four total hrs on week end. That should be enough. Heck I even played with them. I thought I was s good guy. Her own divorce lawyer laughed at her. Then hugged me &amp; cried for me. Said she’d never seen two people so in love fail. Reality. Her mom told her to divorce her. Now my wife is her servant around working. Cooks. Cleans. Shops. Her mom plays tennis &amp; goes on trips to play cards by the way. Drives herself. Can’t scrub her own toilet. She kicked my wife out in high school because her sister smoked pot. What kind of logic is that. Your college aged sister smoked dope. Your out of here. She had to live with a friend. In their will all their money &amp; the house goes to his kids. What the fuck is wrong with my ex? She said I made a mistake. But I have to put mom ahead of you. She needs me more than you do. When our youngest is 18 he has to move out. I’ll sell our house &amp; get a studio apt by mom so I can help her whenever she needs me. I owe her that. WTF? When her grandparents needed help we drove long drives to help because they wouldn’t move &amp; we couldn’t. Her mom was retired but refused to move close or help. She moved near us to annoy the hell out of us. We were two love birds with happy babies till she moved next door. Then not happy. Oh well fuck it. Wish I’d known you can’t trust any woman to honor her marriage vows. I’d never undo it. Amazing kids. But now I rarely see them. I raised them from birth. We live in a fucked up deal where the parent who raised the kids gets to see them one day a week. Granted I have joint custody. Her lawyer demanded that since I raised the kids. I had no lawyer. But I gave her everything. I agreed to accept disability. They said I’d die at work. Granted I almost did twice. But I had a lot of term life insurance. 1.4 million. Then it all ran out. She cashed in the term. I lived too long. I had it set up if I died the house got paid off. Shit. I had her a 6 bed room all brick house. Giant extra room I built myself for kids. 3 car garage. Paid the fuck off. I went in the hospital. Came out. She &amp; her mom sold it &amp; bought a new house with 30 yr mortgage. Spent a shit load. New house in old neighborhood. It’s worth 70% of what she paid. Not counting the $80,000 in stupid upgrades. I could park a car in the master bath. Tub will sit 4. Two fancy showers. Three more full baths. 14 ft ceilings. Imported marble. Imported cabinets. Columns like some old time home. Who the duck needs all that shit. Yet less square feet than the old house. I hand painted flowers on the walls of the old house for her. Every woman that walked in loved it. I had a wall mounted train for my kids. Hand planted trees &amp; bushes &amp; flower beds. I hand painted every wall. Put up wood walls. Made it beautiful. We bought a dump. I made it a beautiful home with my own two hands. Hand built her a shed. Planted roses. I’d plant her flowers every year when I worked 70 hrs a week. Every morning for 35 yrs I sang her s love song (except when in the hospital). On &amp; on. But that house wasn’t good enough. She never should have married me. I’m a failure. I lied to her. I’m not a man. What kind of men stays home &amp; raises children. I heard this shit as I packed to leave. I had a degree when I met her. I was going into the Air Force as an officer. She accepted that. We marry. Then she says no Air Force. I have to stay &amp; help with her grandparents. WTF? So I worked a job. Worked construction on the side till 4 am with a friend. Went back to fucking college. Found a job building shit for outer space. I’d already bought her that house. I remodeled the entire thing with my own hands for her. I worked 70 hrs a week. Drove an hour and a half every fucking day because she would not move. I paid for her education. Helped teach her math &amp; science. Helped her write reports. Fixed our cars. Fixed our house. Trimmed bushes; trees; you name it. We had like 40 trees. 30 bushes. 5 large flower gardens. That’s a lot of work. Then I’d go over to do shit for her sister. Who always ended up at least half nude &amp; endlessly flirted with me. I was a loyal husband. Never drank; smoked; yelled; cheated; hit. I’d do all the shopping once kids were born. Spent granted only a little time with the first. Then right after second was born I raised them. The docs talked to her. Begged me to stay home. So I did. I’m a fucking hunter. Fishermen. I used to soup up hot rods. I played football. Power lifter. Martial artist. I am not a woman. But she talked me into it. It was best for the family. So I let other men at Church snub me. Everyone snubbed me. No man respects a man who changes diapers. I became a fucking woman. A 250 lb woman. I took it. I set places with a bunch of women chatting. I do not chat. I fucking hunt deer. I’m setting in a room full of women talking about breast feeding. I do not have breasts. I took my autistic son to all his therapies. Helped our baby. For a year of &amp; on I drove 4 1/2 hours each way every day to fix his eye sight. I set in a dark room with him doing therapy. As the only male not working I had the pleasure of coaching sports. I was in charge of every boy on every field trip at their Church school. Every boy in every grade. You ever try to keep up with 30 boys &amp; make them all wash their hands? I drove kids to nursing homes. I sang with them. I danced on a field trip to teach them folk dancing. Tournaments; practice; training. Art classes. Band practice. Drum practice. Guitar practice. Cooking. Cleaning. Endless fucking laundry. I ironed her clothes for work. Drove her to &amp; from work in bad weather. We once broke down in a snow storm. I ran for miles to get one of the last rooms. I put our kids on my body &amp; carried them for miles to that hotel. I drug her up a steep hill. A man groped her once. I beat his ass like a dog. No one touches my woman. No one touches my children. Not unless you want to face me. But I’m not a man. I did nothing. I lied to her. I used her. Turns out I was not fit to be a husband. My heart is broken. I’ll never let a woman touch me again.

As a kid I had no parents so hard to say. Hey. After 35 yrs my wife booted me out. The reasons given at divorce. My penis is too big. It takes me two hours to have sex. I made my kids study too hard & eat health food. I wouldn’t let people wear shoes in the house & kept the house too clean. I wouldn’t visit her mom because her mom yelled at me all the time. When my disease nearly killed me before my transplant I’d goto bed at 8. I needed to understand she wanted to spend time with her mom every night. I should have stayed up till 11 after she spent time with our kids & then talked with her sister on the phone. I explained I was barely alive & on experimental medicine. I had to get up to fix lunches. Take kids to school. Pick them up. Home school one. Take the autistic child to therapy. Coach little league. Coach softball. Coach track. Coach wrestling. Goto two different martial arts places. Go to band practice. Take kids to church to pack lunches for poor kids.    She complained I taught my kids to wood work; shoot bows; fish; etc.    I wouldn’t let her mom visit. Well; her mom lived next door & is an ass. She yells at me even though I’m nice to her.    So what do I know. I now realize my wife just kept me around till she thought she didn’t need me any more. Now I’m heart broken. She was my soul mate. What do you say when you realize your soul mate of 35 yrs kicks you to the curb because her mom doesn’t like you?    By the way. Her moms husband is my age & healthier than me. We are poor. They are not rich. But they both have good retirement checks & a house paid off. I can’t figure out why my kids needed to clean her house instead of play sports. Play online games instead of staying on the honor roll. I gave them one hr of gaming a day. Four total hrs on week end. That should be enough. Heck I even played with them. I thought I was s good guy.    Her own divorce lawyer laughed at her. Then hugged me & cried for me. Said she’d never seen two people so in love fail. Reality. Her mom told her to divorce her. Now my wife is her servant around working. Cooks. Cleans. Shops. Her mom plays tennis & goes on trips to play cards by the way. Drives herself. Can’t scrub her own toilet.    She kicked my wife out in high school because her sister smoked pot. What kind of logic is that. Your college aged sister smoked dope. Your out of here. She had to live with a friend. In their will all their money & the house goes to his kids. What the fuck is wrong with my ex?   She said I made a mistake. But I have to put mom ahead of you. She needs me more than you do. When our youngest is 18 he has to move out. I’ll sell our house & get a studio apt by mom so I can help her whenever she needs me. I owe her that.   WTF? When her grandparents needed help we drove long drives to help because they wouldn’t move & we couldn’t. Her mom was retired but refused to move close or help. She moved near us to annoy the hell out of us. We were two love birds with happy babies till she moved next door. Then not happy.    Oh well fuck it. Wish I’d known you can’t trust any woman to honor her marriage vows. I’d never undo it. Amazing kids. But now I rarely see them. I raised them from birth. We live in a fucked up deal where the parent who raised the kids gets to see them one day a week. Granted I have joint custody. Her lawyer demanded that since I raised the kids. I had no lawyer. But I gave her everything. I agreed to accept disability. They said I’d die at work. Granted I almost did twice. But I had a lot of term life insurance. 1.4 million. Then it all ran out. She cashed in the term. I lived too long. I had it set up if I died the house got paid off.     Shit. I had her a 6 bed room all brick house. Giant extra room I built myself for kids. 3 car garage. Paid the fuck off. I went in the hospital. Came out. She & her mom sold it & bought a new house with 30 yr mortgage. Spent a shit load. New house in old neighborhood. It’s worth 70% of what she paid. Not counting the $80,000 in stupid upgrades. I could park a car in the master bath. Tub will sit 4. Two fancy showers. Three more full baths. 14 ft ceilings. Imported marble. Imported cabinets. Columns like some old time home. Who the duck needs all that shit. Yet less square feet than the old house. I hand painted flowers on the walls of the old house for her. Every woman that walked in loved it. I had a wall mounted train for my kids. Hand planted trees & bushes & flower beds. I hand painted every wall. Put up wood walls. Made it beautiful. We bought a dump. I made it a beautiful home with my own two hands. Hand built her a shed. Planted roses. I’d plant her flowers every year when I worked 70 hrs a week. Every morning for 35 yrs I sang her s love song (except when in the hospital). On & on. But that house wasn’t good enough. She never should have married me. I’m a failure. I lied to her. I’m not a man. What kind of men stays home & raises children. I heard this shit as I packed to leave.    I had a degree when I met her. I was going into the Air Force as an officer. She accepted that. We marry. Then she says no Air Force. I have to stay & help with her grandparents. WTF? So I worked a job. Worked construction on the side till 4 am with a friend. Went back to fucking college. Found a job building shit for outer space. I’d already bought her that house. I remodeled the entire thing with my own hands for her.    I worked 70 hrs a week. Drove an hour and a half every fucking day because she would not move. I paid for her education. Helped teach her math & science. Helped her write reports. Fixed our cars. Fixed our house. Trimmed bushes; trees; you name it. We had like 40 trees. 30 bushes. 5 large flower gardens. That’s a lot of work. Then I’d go over to do shit for her sister. Who always ended up at least half nude & endlessly flirted with me.    I was a loyal husband. Never drank; smoked; yelled; cheated; hit. I’d do all the shopping once kids were born. Spent granted only a little time with the first. Then right after second was born I raised them. The docs talked to her. Begged me to stay home. So I did.    I’m a fucking hunter. Fishermen. I used to soup up hot rods. I played football. Power lifter. Martial artist. I am not a woman.   But she talked me into it. It was best for the family. So I let other men at Church snub me. Everyone snubbed me. No man respects a man who changes diapers. I became a fucking woman. A 250 lb woman. I took it. I set places with a bunch of women chatting. I do not chat.     I fucking hunt deer. I’m setting in a room full of women talking about breast feeding. I do not have breasts.    I took my autistic son to all his therapies. Helped our baby. For a year of & on I drove 4 1/2 hours each way every day to fix his eye sight. I set in a dark room with him doing therapy. As the only male not working I had the pleasure of coaching sports. I was in charge of every boy on every field trip at their Church school. Every boy in every grade. You ever try to keep up with 30 boys & make them all wash their hands?   I drove kids to nursing homes. I sang with them. I danced on a field trip to teach them folk dancing. Tournaments; practice; training. Art classes. Band practice. Drum practice. Guitar practice. Cooking. Cleaning. Endless fucking laundry. I ironed her clothes for work. Drove her to & from work in bad weather. We once broke down in a snow storm. I ran for miles to get one of the last rooms. I put our kids on my body & carried them for miles to that hotel. I drug her up a steep hill.    A man groped her once. I beat his ass like a dog. No one touches my woman. No one touches my children. Not unless you want to face me.    But I’m not a man. I did nothing. I lied to her. I used her.    Turns out I was not fit to be a husband. My heart is broken. I’ll never let a woman touch me again. 