A Bad Marriage Is Fattening
Can a bad marriage really be fattening? Yes it can! In my own bad marriage I went from 125 pounds to 275 pounds 20 years later. This is the story of how my unhappy marriage made me fat — and how I divorced my husband and moved on to a happier new life.

Blindsided Wives Club – Because Women Are Blindsided All Over The World

The Blindsided Wives of America Club has now been changed to the Blindsided Wives Club (www.blindsidedwivesclub.com) — because many of you e-mailed me to point out that women are not just blindsided in America, they are blindsided all over the world.

Actually a friend of mine on Phitter, Kirstie Alley’s fitness community, pointed this out to me the day I posted my new website, Blindsided Wives of America Club. This woman divides her time between London, UK, Toronto and Los Angeles. She Phittered me, (Phittering is the same as Twittering) and said, “Love your new blog post. . . but why just America? I’m hurt!” She ended with a smiley face.

I jokingly Phittered her back, “I’m sorry for the slight. I’m going to change it to The Blindsided Wives of America/Canada Club.” And I ended with a smiley face too.

She then Phittered back, “Blindsided Wives of The World!”

Then a reader commented on my website, “I just wanted to let you know that your blindsided club should be global, it’s not just Americans who are blindsided 🙂 I am in Australia.”

Another smiley face! Yet, I knew from my own experience that there are no smiley faces when a woman learns that she has been blindsided by her husband or significant other.

Here’s what I did when I learned that my husband had blindsided me.

The first thing I did was cry. And then I cried and I cried and I cried. I was in an unhappy marriage, but I was completely devastated by being blindsided. To me it was the ultimate betrayal.

My ex-husband had me so snowed that I actually believed he had a very low sexual libido. To find out that not only could Paul get it up — but that he was having an affair — well, I felt like the biggest fool in the world.

In a million, billion, trillion years I never would have thought that my sixty-eight year old husband would cheat on me. Paul looked like everyone’s kindly, older, bespectacled uncle — the last person you thought who would be unfaithful to his wife. He was of average height, average build and had a head full of gray hair, his face was wrinkled and he had jowls. Not exactly pretty-boy status, but apparently there was another woman who thought my husband was the greatest thing she had ever met, and she was determined to become the next Mrs. Paul Stevens.

Of course the present Mrs. Paul Stevens, (which was me) had no idea her husband was such an irresistible babe magnet — but then the wife is the last to know. When I learned I had been blindsided instead of shouting, “Hallelujah and good riddance to you! And don’t let the door hit you in the rear as you leave!” I cried and begged my husband not to leave me. My pleading fell on deaf ears.

I was forced to find the courage and strength to step out of my emotionally abusive marriage. Up to that point I had no idea that I was an emotionally abused wife, or that I was living in an emotionally abusive marriage.

You see, I thought an emotionally abused wife was someone whose husband beat her. Paul never struck me physically. If he did that would have crossed my boundaries. I would have gone bolting from the marriage. But the way some men emotionally abuse their wives is much more subtle. They use their words to beat them up, to belittle them, to make their wives feel inadequate. There are no physical marks on the wife’s body — there are only the psychological scars that she carries around inside her mind, and which over a period of time wears away at her confidence like water over a period of time can grind down a stone.

Because of the way we women are emotionally, we are very adept at turning things inward. We are good at blaming ourselves for a multiple of things that goes wrong in our marriage. Believe me, I was no different. When I found out that my husband had cheated on me, in the beginning I secretly blamed myself for not being the wife Paul wanted me to be. But I learned a very important lesson that I would like to share with other women: No one is responsible for another person’s actions.

I did not ask for my husband to cheat on me. Paul did not come to me one day and ask for my advice:

“Joanie, should I cheat on you?”

“You’re asking me if you should cheat on me?”

“I just don’t think that you and I can ever be happy together.”

“But why?”

“Because I never really loved you.”

“But you married me.”

“Because at the time I thought I would never find anyone who would love me as much as you did, but I met this nurse. . .”

“How original. You’re a doctor and you met a nurse.”

“Don’t get uppity with me, I’m only asking for your advice.”

“Oh, you want my advice.”

“Should I cheat on you and let you know about it — or would you prefer that I blindside you?”

“Oh, blindside me, Paul. I love surprises!”

“Well, then you can look forward to a really big surprise, Joanie!”

As ridiculous as that conversation might sound, it is no more ridiculous than a woman blaming herself when she finds out that she has been blindsided. What a woman needs to do when she learns that she has been blindsided, (after she gets over crying), is to decide whether she wants to try and save her marriage, or if she wants to get a divorce. Either decision is not an easy decision to make.

And I can assure you that when a woman learns that she has been blindsided, anger is not the first emotion she feels. What she first feels is a sense of overwhelming sorrow and betrayal.

For me my anger came two weeks after I learned I had been blindsided. I considered my anger to be a positive sign. It said I was no longer willing to blame myself for my husband’s actions. It was not I who brought a third person into our marriage and muddied the waters. And let me tell you that was a very big step forward in my healing process. I refused to be a victim and blame myself. And that is a wonderful place to be.

6 Responses to “Blindsided Wives Club – Because Women Are Blindsided All Over The World”

  1. You are so spot on 😉

  2. Hi,

    I just thought I’d give you an update…last night my husband told me our marriage is over. I kind of saw it coming, he had been increasingly withdrawn and moody lately, not to mention there seemed to be that imaginary force field surrounding my body. I’m sure it reached to at least 2 metres! [British spelling for meters]

    I have been crying today, but I keep thinking that perhaps he has done me a great favour. I am 35 years old, and maybe just maybe there’s a bright future in front of me with someone who does not demand a size 10 figure of me. And you know what? The man who does not demand it, will most likely get it…

    We have not told the kids yet (they are 7 and 4), but will have to do so soon I suppose.

    I do know one thing…since this is the 3rd (or is it 4th) time he has said these things to me. There’s not a chance that we can reconcile. I cannot go back here again. It’s too emotional and it’s destroying me to the core.

    The sealer was this, “I can see no progress in your weight loss.”


    P.S., yes, we do spell words differently in Australia 😉 and that wink was just because I know how much you love emoticons [icon used to indicate intended humor – a smiley face winking]…

    Oh – and his timing is impeccable. 6 pieces of assessment due in the next 5 weeks of university. Awesome.

  3. You know what? I’ve had a few days to think about this now. I have been blindsided. Whilst I was home handling our lives/children and focusing on our marriage, he was thinking that “we” were not working for him. Talk about not being on the same page. I’ve had a thousand emotions from being brave and thinking this is the best thing, to uncontrollable sobbing to yelling at him and telling him that this was his decision and he was the one breaking our family.

    I don’t know what is going ot happen. I am angry, I am sad, I am relieved, I am worried, I am hopeful.

    I’ll let you know…

  4. For “Name withheld by commenter’s request”

    I know a breakup hurts but pain is actually a good thing. Pain in general is a sympton not the cause. Detach yourself from the cause of pain and you will heal. And, don’t look for happiness in other people (your husband or your children included), it’s in you. Make yourself happy. Be wise, take advantage of this unfortunate experience and make it a inspiring one. Not only for your own sake but for your children, friends, family and your ex. Amaze yourself, love yourself, forgive yourself, and everybody else will follow.

  5. Hey, nice blog with good info. I really like coming back here often.

  6. Interesting writings you have here – had fun skimming through several posts. (Visited from a link in your testimonial on Lisa Larter’s newsletter.)

    Glad to see you’re moving ahead with your life with a positive attitude.

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