Greetings again SI,
My apologies for letting the most recent gifts given in this thread sit so long without acknowledgment. I have been extraordinarily buried in work and family this last week or so. I think daylight is coming soon in that regard...but this has caused this delay.
I am super appreciative of the most recent replies. Mindjob. Sisoon. Grieving. Thank you.
It's so so odd how, even 10 days, can feel like such a different spot in the cycle of healing. I was in a pretty visceral pain when I first ventured to put my original post in this thread out there. That visceral-ness is a lot less today than it was on the 2nd. I guess I say this because, as I re-read some of these replies, they hit different today than even last week. And I missed some things in that more visceral spot that I want to continue conversation on if there's still interest here.
Grieving...my goodness...I kinda skied right over your connection to the violation things as it related to your husband's betrayal...how you recognized that the emotions it uncaged were very similar to your CSA experience. (I also note you expressing not being sure about being THIS vulnerable on the internet...which I 1000% respect, so I am not asking for a personal reply to this...just processing out loud here a bit...and your vulnerable sharing of that was a catalyst for for a lot of what follows here...but please do not feel any need to say anything further about it...what you have already shared has been super helpful just to know that the association is legit... thank you).
The violation thing has been the thing, through alllll the counseling journey that I resonated with the most. Honestly, I am not sure my counselors were best equipped to go "that far" with me. They mostly just validated the feeling wiihtout a whole lot more evaluation of it. But I feel it acutely. A powerlessness combined with somehting akin to assault (I am going with that term...but am using it very loosely and respectfully). Personally. Almost like OM was f*cking ME...without consent (now I'm probably treading at MY vulnerability limit here...). But this is the truth of what I feel.
I am not sure if this is related, and I hesitiate to even bring it up...but IDK...SI has always had such insight...I'm going out on more than a bit of limb here...but here goes I guess...
One particular detail about her first encounter with him is just...sigh. In their first sexual encounter, after extended foreplay, his first intercourse move was to penetrate her anally...without invitation, conversation, expectation, preparation, or consent. She said it was horrific...hated it...pain...did not want it or, obviously enjoy it at all, couldn't wait for it to be over. He did that to completion...rolled off...and fell asleep when she went to bathe afterwards. As a sidenote, we had experienced this together occasionally, in moments of particualr passion, but done with much preparation, necessary precauction, and, well the associated freaking LOVE that goes along with such an insanely intimate physical act. So..I know...she needs a lot of loving, gentle, aided, setup for this. We learned this the hard way by experiencing the consequences of FAILING to do it this way early in our exploration. Anyway...the bottom line? She ultimately "consented". Bit her lip in the dark. Endured it. For him (that she returned to him for further encounters blows my mind even still). Anyway.....ALLLLLLLlllll of that horrow show scene setup to say....what an absolute midfuck of emotional turmoil that particular "scene" set off in me. I, simultaneously, feel:
The BLIND RAGE of a husband who's wife has been sexually assaulted.
GRIEF and compassion...for HER...at having had this done to her.
ANGER...at HER for CHOOSING to place herself in that situation.
Sadness? Disgust? Dismay?...that she chose to endure it.
Some primal something...to SCREAM into that scene...TELL HIM NO!!! TELL HIM TO STOP!!!
And then of course...betrayal...she is there with him because she had rejected me. Wrecked.
Failure? To protect her.
I want to show up like Rambo into that scene, throw the OM into a wood chipper, scoop her up and hug the cotton out of her, then scream into her face, WHAT THE F*CK ARE YOU DOING!
So wow. Writing that out...in print. Damn. Just damn.
I had a lot more to say and wanted to respond more directly to Grieving and Sisoon, but I think I need to step away from the keyboard for a sec.
I don't want to just leave this totally hanging though. I just wonder, is it possible that when you are so deeply enmeshed, entwined, melded, melted, and welded..intimatelay with and to your mate...that their own "assault" and it's associated traumas and emotional hurricanes...can transfer? Especially when it's mixed with BETRAYAL? Again...DAMN. But...I know that this "feeling" of violation I have is not just limited to this particular "scene"...I feel it throughout all of the affair...especially the sexual parts of course. But I am wondering if this specific twist, as it were, takes that feeling of violation for me, and gamma rays it into an all out raging hulk that keeps beating the shit out of me.
And...I don't know why...and I have outstanding advice and things to chew on in regards to it...but it feels like we are so far into the weeds away from the original topic here...but maybe not. I think that she being my only sexual partner STILL would seem to make this sense of violation...even more violating. IDK. WHY DO I FEEL THIS? I'm pretty sure I am officially off the rails now.
I am already second guessing even writing this out...and I will probably regret posting this at some point...but here I go anyway.
Thank you for listening SI,
WH
[This message edited by Wounded Healer at 11:37 PM, Wednesday, June 11th]