The essential paradox of reconciliation is that the person with whom you need to work to obtain healing, is the person who hurt you.
Not much logic in it. Or much logic in relationships in general and really no logic at all when the word ‘love’ gets thrown around.
As for pulling oneself up by one’s own bootstraps, I think that has to happen regardless of the path chosen to move forward.
And the kicker is on starting a new relationship, there are zero guarantees of a pain free, happy landing. My brother has started over twice and he is unable to find a happy ending, and yet, he remains an optimistic, whole human still investing in his new relationship.
Or a worse fate in my mind, some folks remain with an unhealed WS who continues to be unsafe.
But, back to picking one self up, that really had to happen for me before I could decide what I wanted.
Finding our self worth, finding our value is a critical first step.
All that said, offering grace to the person who burned the M to the ground, as noted above, is not easy.
My R really became about the actions my wife took to show why we should make another run at it.
Until the last few days, I had leaned into the marriage 2.0 concept regarding my R, but some recent posts here have changed my perspective.
While our day-today operations have changed immensely, and how we treat each other has evolved a great deal, I’m in the same marriage. There really is a bridge for me that goes from the innocent beginnings, to our early struggles to the infidelity itself (and the years it was kept a secret) to dday and a pair of healed people happy to have made it this far.
I really did want to see if offering a final chance would change things. It was as much about curiosity as love in the early days after dday.
I couldn’t have imagined we could overcome it all.
I am happily surprised, and proud of how hard we worked to conquer all the damage done.