I want to put this out there, not just for you but for anyone who may get something out of it.
I have a large capacity of compassion and empathy for every BS that walks this earth facing the aftermath of a dday. While I have also been on that end of things that's not where it comes from as I was not traumatized by my ex's multiple affairs. It comes from witnessing the effect my cheating had on him. It changed him drastically day one. Until then I've never seen someone break with my own eyes. It was wretched to behold and I've never felt so low in my life.
I feel very fortunate that I arrived here so soon after my dday or I never would have taken the time to educate myself on acute trauma. This has short term and long term ramifications. Its not pretty and kind to anyone involved, its a consequence of our actions, and we need to own that too.
Just as my ex was showing me grace I felt the need to extend that same grace as he worked through his intense emotions surrounding the trauma I laid in his lap, unwanted, unappreciated and quite cruelly.
It would have been easy to label him abusive and use it for my gain or anything else. The things he said in anger, his treatment towards me so cold and blunted. He used my guilt and shame against me. Still I felt compassion for his pain and anger, I made space for it, I "allowed" for it. Because even in the thick of his most charged anger, I never felt the need to call it abuse. Even if in other circumstances it would have no doubt at best be seen as emotional abuse and harm. Under the circumstances I created, it just didn't fit the terminology FOR ME.
I kept thinking if this was my sister cursing her rapist, plotting her attacker's demise, up in arms, or down on the floor in a puddle, no way in hell would I judge her reaction to something that would so completely dehumanize her. Its tragically appalling to even consider. Why wouldn't I afford my ex the same? Oh because it was me who so unapologetically violated him without his consent? Hmm. That just doesn't make sense to me.
He makes sure to tell me that we are only here because of me.
I guess too I did those things because I understood this. We WERE there because of me! I turned him into this unrecognizable man with my choice to cheat on him and betray him to his core. If I had not seen him break with my own eyes maybe I would have gotten more things wrong and maybe I would have had less tolerance for it. idk hard to say.
But, I made a line for what I understood as his pain and trauma. I was willing to face the ugly without screaming abuse. I put myself in his shoes and honesty I saw myself being 100% right there with him in his thoughts and feelings towards me and what I did to him and us. I probably would have been even worse than him, truly.
When I looked through that lense it was easier to handle. I say this to give you insight into my experience and what worked for me. Because looking at it that way and trying to understand where it was actually coming from, helped me to step back from the hurt it caused me (because it did still hurt no matter how I looked at it) but I was able to separate it and not take it so personal on a dehumanizing level. It couldn't touch me there because I wouldn't let it. Because as much as it was about me it was equally not about me. Its an odd way to put it I know, but let me try to explain.
We are not responsible for the way other people express any of their feelings. Good, bad, even justified rage. And being betrayed on this level rage is absolutely called for. We are responsible to that person but not responsible for. That means to me that he can call me a piece of shit or any variety of the like, if thats the only way he can express the layers of horrible feelings bubbling behind those words, so be it. But, its not my fault he used those words and its MY responsibility not to cloak myself with them. His anger? Yes everything to do with me. The way he chooses to express that anger? Nope.
It’s more that I am wishing for him to see me as a person, a woman, a mother. And he can stop there.
I get that, I do. My ex hates me 3 years post D. You can tell anytime we communicate.
But just like the above responsibilities, Your ex has zero obligation to see you any other way than he chooses. Healthy or not. And there's nothing you can do about it. I stay in my lane, and that would be my advice to you. However, there are extra circumstances in your situation, like a young child. That without a doubt complicates your feelings about it. I hope for the child's sake civility enters the picture. And as far as it being an influence on the child, they are smart and pick up on things. If your child sees you living your life in meaningful and healthy ways, I cannot believe that they will be persuaded so easily.
But I am confused as to what relationship we actually had.
Well....
Consider too that you were the one that ripped the rug out from under him, and he was banking on the family still being intact and untouched. You can't look back now and wonder, because whatever relationship you HAD doesn't make any difference. It didn't matter when you chose to cheat and it certainly doesn't matter to him now. Not in the way you want it to. I mean, what would you want to hear if you asked him that?
And there's still time that is needed for his healing. Its a lot of pain and anger for one human to absorb. And trauma brain is still running the show. Two years post dday is still rough on a person, not to mention all that was added to it. Does he even know you tried to rekindle a relationship with AP after y'all separated? I can't imagine how that would feel.
I think your priorities are a little off. Your priority is now your child first and then you. Thats it. You've taken steps to rid the environment of hostility, now focus on the new. I think one of the hardest and most difficult things post D for me was letting go. Because I didn’t want to divorce my ex. I wanted us to work it out more than anything. And I still carried a lot of remorse and guilt for my actions. What was I supposed to do with all of that? I was no longer responsible to him but I couldn't just shut those feelings off. It felt like he was a ghost in my life. I couldn't turn a corner without getting that feeling. I still felt the need to turn to him to make amends but that whole relationship was done done done. I was left with myself, had no choice in the matter.
It was one of the hardest situations I faced. To work through those feelings alone. I trusted the process, you should too. Life does go on, and when you cultivate the things you want in life you can still get a happy ending.
[This message edited by foreverlabeled at 8:21 PM, Tuesday, February 8th]