It's been almost 3 years since Dday. I decided to try for R then and I don't regret it, never did. I know this was the best course of action for me, even though, to be honest, the reasons at the begining were all wrong. I just couldn't imagine my life without him in it, he was my first relationship, so I didn't properly consider D at the time, especially because he seemed to be all in. And he still is, there were no red flags since dday2, some bumps in the road, but they were minor, so I can't really complain about much relationship wise since then. But to even begin healing, I had to detach from him and to let go of the outcome. I got that a lot here on SI in the early days and it seemed so counterproductive to me at the time, but it happened anyway. Gradually, but surely and it was necessary for me, for my wellbeing. I still love him, I think I am still in love with him, but there is a rift between us, a wall of my making which I don't seem to be willing to tear down completely.
Primarily because I am afraid, terrified actually, to be hurt like that again. His actions destroyed me in a way I never thought possible. I never thought anyone could hurt me like that, let alone the person who claimed to love me most in the world, who should have my back, not stick a knife in it repeatedly. The pain was so immense, for so long. So I withdrew. I love him, I want to be with him, but I don't trust him at all. With my heart I mean, I trust him with pretty much everything else. I would trust him with my life, but my heart is another matter. Not because he didn't do the work. He is doing a lot to make me feel safe, pretty much everything I can think of, except IC, and I really don't think he is cheating now, but I don't trust myself either. I felt it in my gut when he first started hiding things from me, even before his first affair turned PA, but over time, unfortunately he became a much better liar. And his behaviour towards me, towards our kids, didn't change much in the 9 years of hell. He was acting just as loving then as he is now, so even with him doing everything right now, it gives me little reassurance. And consequently, I don't let myself tear down the walls between us. I let myself hope things will be better with us someday, but I don't give myself permission to truly believe it. Because if I believe in us again, like I did before, if I give myself completely to him again, I feel that will give him means to destroy me again. And I can't survive this again. I just can't.
I have come a long way since dday. I came to a point, where I am comfortable with both possible outcomes for us. I prefer to R, but if he cheats again, if he lies to me ever again, I am gone. I have a detailed plan and I could leave or kick him out the same day. And I am at peace with both outcomes. I often visualise both of them and I can see myself happy either way. By myself in a little appartment somewhere near the sea, or us together, in love, happy, connected, everything I thought we had before and more. But this is a dream, in reality I stay detached, not letting him as close as he would like to be, as close I believe two partners should be. I want closeness and real intimacy again, I know living like we do now is not the way to go, but I just can't give myself permission to let him in again. I want to, but then I freeze, because I am terrified he will destroy me again. I can't live through such pain again. So I am in a kind of impasse. Comfortable enough in my current position, but at the same time knowing it is not good for me or for us in the long run. It is not limbo, I know what I want and I don't doubt my decision to stay, but I sometimes doubt my ability .
And then there is another reason for holding back. Injustice. In a way I feel, that if we fully R, he will be getting away with no real consequences and it really is bothering me. I think it was waitedwaytoolong who wrote a while back, that he thought his WW deserved to be happy, just didn't deserve to be happy with him and it really hit home with me. I don't think my WH is a bad guy, on the contrary, apart for the affairs and related lying, I believe he is a good person at his core and I do believe he deserves to be happy. But the problem is, I don't think he deserves to keep me and our family and live on as nothing has changed, when he threw us away for cheap sex and ego kibbles. I know the popular opinion is that waywards who are really remorseful, don't really walk away scot-free. That they have to live with themselves and with what they did. And I get it. I see it in my WH, I see the pain and the shame he is in. But it is NOTHING compared to what he put me through and the bottom line is, I don't think he deserves to stay married to me, to keep what we had, after what he did. On the other hand, I also deserve to be happy and I chose to stay in this relationship, I choose it again every day, and I want to be happy with him, so another impasse.
How do I get through this? How do I stop myself from freezing every time I think about letting him close again? How do I let myself truly believe there is a future for us after what he did? How do I let my guard down?