I am back to this forum to write an update, wanting to give some hope to those still hurting at the beginning of their journey.
Tomorrow it’s 7 years since dday, 7 years since my world turned upside down. We (as a couple) don’t actually acknowledge the date anymore, mostly because it’s all behind us, as much as such a traumatic event can be. The only reason I still remember it is because I consider this date to be the beginning of getting my power back, the beginning of realising what I’m made of, the beginning of a healing journey beyond my husband’s infidelity.
Last night I went for a walk on my own and listened to my playlist from that period. I used to listen to this playlist on and on and on, it was like self torture at the time. I don’t know at which point I’ve abandoned it, but I do know I haven’t listened to it for a good 4 years at least.
As I walked listening to music, the songs brought back the memory of it all, the pain, the desire to go to sleep and never wake up, the constant fight or flight (I was in constant flight mode, I wanted to run away but I could never identify where I would go), the loss of weight, the crying, the shaking uncontrollably, the panic and anxiety attacks…
So here we are 7 years later. For me, post dday has been an opportunity to find my bitch boots and put myself first, eventually.
I found a fire within me that I didn’t know it existed. I’ve grown my career considerably therefore I am now financially secure. I’m constantly told by my work peers that the reason I land these relatively high profile jobs is because I have hard to find soft skills (besides technical skills in my industry), combined with a desire to constantly challenge myself and learn more. I think this sums up my post dday attitude to life: constantly setting myself new goals (work, exercise, hobbies) and go in chase of them.
I am now in a good place and I am happy. I know I would have been happy if I would have taken the divorce path too. We reconciled and I have no regrets although I have made a lot of mistakes at the time, until I’ve woken up from the belief that the man standing in front of me was the same man I thought I married.
These days I trust him as much as I believe trust post infidelity can be: I mainly trust myself and I believe I’d be ok either way alone or married. He knows my trust is limited and still sticks to commitments made back then, although I never ask for it and I don’t need those things to happen anymore.
For example he went out with work colleagues a couple of evenings ago and he still sent me pictures of him with the team (something I needed early on and something he said at the time that he is committed to do forever). We both know why he does it but we don’t really talk about it anymore. We still have our location sharing live but I rarely check it.
I go on nights out with friends or away abroad on my own and I don’t feel the need to check his location when we are apart. At this point I trust myself to be ok if he does it again. I feel so confident about who I am and my value as an individual that my husband is a nice addition to my life, however my life does not depend on his existence, the desire to "prevent" another affair by constantly monitoring his whereabouts has disappeared. (Not that you can truly prevent your spouse from cheating).
He continues to express gratitude for still being married to me and still tells me from time to time he is forever in my debt for giving him the chance to show me he can change. I do believe he had a wake up call (eventually) and that coincided with me realising I need to focus on myself rather than focusing on saving our marriage single-handedly.
Next year both our kids will be adults (currently 17 and 23) and we have plans to scale down a bit and start spending more time on designing a life away from the corporate world the following year. A lot has happened in the last 7 years (including losing my brother, his brother surviving a heart attack and a couple of cancer scares for me) to make us realise life is short and needs to be fully lived. I hope we get there. We are best friends and have a lot of fun together, we are very honest with each other. We communicated well before this, or so I thought at the time, but these days it is saying it as it is. If there’s something I don’t like I tell him and I expect the same from him.
I know I’m rambling but if there is some learning to share from my journey it is this:
- Forget reconciliation or divorce for a bit, put yourself first, invest in yourself (financially, emotionally, physically) and the rest will come. If your spouse is worth the effort of reconciling they’ll move mountains to prove it to you. (I wish I knew this from day 1)
- "You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make him drink it". Don’t coach your WS through reconciliation. Chances are you don’t know what’s needed anyway as you begin your journey. Hold them accountable, by all means don’t rug sweep, tell them how you feel, but don’t do it for them. If you need to constantly remind them to make that IC appointment or to read that book, to tell you where they are, to check in with you, to ask how you feel, then chances are their heart is not really in it and they are waiting for you to "get over it". In reality authentic reconciliation only happens if the WS wants to understand why they did what they did, truly accepts accountability and truly wishes to change and live a different life for themselves. Not for you, not for the marriage. For themselves.
- Find your anger but don’t let this trauma turn you bitter for the rest of your life. I’ve made a lot of mistakes initially post dday. One of them was not finding my anger soon enough. I don’t mean becoming violent, that’s abuse. I mean being angry for how I was treated, allowing my anger to turn this trauma into a healing path with a purpose. When I think of it, the best way to describe my attitude when I finally found my anger was " fuck it! How dare you think I was disposable and worth losing? How dare you making me feel worthless? We’ll see about that". That means (see first point): invest in yourself. IC for emotional healing. Exercise for physical health. Invest in courses to improve your earning potential or just because you always wanted to learn something new. Personally I’ve attended IC for 3 years post dday. I’ve started exercising (setting myself goals) and still do, I think my physical health is key to aging well. I’ve done all those things I wanted to do before dday but I didn’t want to "spend money" (ie. I didn’t consider I was worth it), such as removing some moles that aesthetically bothered me, straightening my teeth, getting spa days, going away alone or just with my daughter, investing in my friendships. The more I’ve achieved on a personal level, the more my self esteem grew and it made me realise my value. Don’t let a man dictate your self worth.
These would be key learnings I’ve taken from all this but it is hard to describe a healing process over 7 years in a few paragraphs, happy to answer any questions that you may have.
A last thought: don’t expect your friends and family to understand what you’re going through. Find someone who’s been through the same situation if you want someone who can relate. I found a real friend through SI, we still meet from time to time in real life and have a chat, these days not infidelity related. (Think more retirement plans related chats 😂).
My best friend at the time, whilst fully supportive, didn’t understand why I still wanted to talk about it 6 months post dday. My brother told me I should stop talking about it with my WH as keeping it alive was shaming him 🤦♀️. So don’t expect people to be supportive without experiencing infidelity themselves.
I’ll stop here but I hope everyone finds their peace and happiness through their healing journey.
[This message edited by Luna10 at 12:37 PM, Thursday, September 26th]