10 years ago on Easter Sunday the man who I truly believed to be my soul mate asked me to spend the rest of my life with him. I was overjoyed, ecstatic and head over heels in love.
I had just come out of a terrible marriage that I stayed in for my kids, for my husband, for lots of different reasons and I should not have stayed in it at all. I should have left a lot sooner than I did, but instead I stayed and I was miserable and he was miserable and everything just sucked. I finally got out and promised myself that I would not stay where unhappiness reigned ever again. You only get one life. This one. There are no do-overs so why stay in an unhappy life.
Now ten years later, I find myself wondering if I need to let go. A year ago I got bored at work one day and clicked a banner ad for a game called Evony. I got a bit addicted to the game and that addiction has caused some problems. But more so than my addiction to the game, the attitudes and insecurities it has brought out in my husband have been fascinating and incredibly disheartening.
I have spent the last nine years head over heels in love with a strong, confident, secure man who thought I hung the moon and kissed the stars into being. I’m not saying we haven’t had our problems because believe you me, we have. But through it all I was in love with him and couldn’t imagine my life without him in it.
Over the course of the last two years several things have happened. We moved back to Texas where I am surrounded by family and childhood friends and where he only knows the people I know. He was supposed to find a blue-collar job working 40 hours a week but instead he is back in the rent to own business working 6, 13-hour days every week in an incredibly stressful job. When we moved Damon, Tyler and TJ (our oldest three children Damon and Tyler, mine with ex; TJ his with and ex) had to stay in Las Vegas with their other parents. This sucked sooooooo bad but got much worse when my ex decided to move home to Texas but his ex is still in Las Vegas with his son. So now my kids are here and his son is not. His buddies stopped playing xbox and I started playing Evony. That series of events leads to where we find ourselves on the 10th anniversary of our proposal…. about 2 seconds away from divorce.
He will say it is because I am addicted to a video game and that given the choice between my family (him specifically) and Evony that I would chose the game. That is beyond stupid. A year ago I struggled to find the balance between Evony life and real life; almost lost my job over it even. But I did find a balance. (sidenote: if you have never played Evony, I do not expect that you will understand the unbelievable depths to which one can find themselves addicted to this video game.)
Over the course of a year he has become moody, insecure, clingy, and just very different from the man I married. I have no desire to stop playing this game completely and see no reason whatsoever to do so. I have limited my playing times to times when he is not around, either when I am at work or at home until he gets off work. When we have 2-3 days off together, I have limited myself to logging in, checking on things and logging out. I understand that this game can suck your life away – I have seen it firsthand and I am making a choice to spend our time together, together.
Seems like the answer has been found. I have chosen him over the game. When he is home, I am with him – playing video games, blogging together, cooking dinner, yard work, day trips – whatever he would like. Now he says that I am only doing it because I think it will make him happy….. and he is right. I am doing it in the hopes that it will make him happy and he is mad about this. Like call an attorney, I’m done kind of mad…. wtf am I supposed to do?
If I keep playing the game all the time (which btw, I don’t want to do – I absolutely love our time together) then he is mad b/c he feels like that is my whole life and that I prefer that virtual life to my real life. If I stop playing when he is around so that he and I can do more interesting things together he is mad b/c he feels like he’s pressured me into limiting my playtime.
There is much more to all this but I am tired of typing for the night. I wish I had the man I married back. He was strong and confident. He was full of life and hope and laughter. The man I have now is insecure, downtrodden, hopeless, joyless…..