I didn’t feel humiliated for being thrown into the pick me dance. I felt angry when all was said and done.
I was angry for allowing me to be "auditioning" to remain his wife.
I was angry for going along with his behavior and choices.
So dday1 occurred and I’m getting the ILYBNILWY Speech. He’s been unhappy for years (news to me). He wants a D. Oh and btw there’s a much younger OW in the picture. And his unhappiness is my fault (which initially I believed).
I didn’t know about SI so I didn’t have support or guidance or knowledge about the typical cheater behavior. 🤪
So we got rid of the kids for a few days (his idea) so we could spend time together. It was pure hell!!!! One of the things my H told me was that he would let me know by the end of the summer "what he wanted to do" meaning D or R.
And stupidly I agreed to that!!!😡😡😡
I felt like I was in the audition of my life. Am I witty enough. Am I entertaining enough. Do we have good conversations. Is my cooking good enough. How about my clothes - are they appealing. And on and on.
After being married for 25 years at that time it’s hard to compete with a 29 yo OW. It’s psychologically devastating.
I allowed this to go on for months.
The OW was COVERED in tattoos - boobs, neck, arms, legs, back etc. and I can say I never once thought of getting a tattoo. I still held true to who I was. I had the mindset that you either accept me for who I am or move on.
dday2 was a complete turnaround for me. At that point I did not care what he thought.
Funny how he had to do the pick me dance for a full year to get me to consider R. Difference is he wasn’t being compared to anyone. But at least he knows what it feels like.
[This message edited by The1stWife at 12:07 PM, Wednesday, August 16th]