So over the last three years my opinion of my husband has dwindled. He is clearly upset but I struggle to see this in a positive light.
Historically, pre cheating, I saw the best in him. I (thought ) I knew his flaws and accepted them. Now I don’t see them the same way. I see the flaws as the reason he was able to cheat and I think they are unattractive traits. I see him as a bit dirty too. I always saw him as a very clean person. Now I don’t. Things that didn’t bother me now bother me.
He said he had an EA as he wasn’t happy. He thought I didn’t love him anymore (I’m the main earner and we had 4 small kids). He thought I was cheating - they often say that - judging me by his own poor standards! Now I think reality has hit him and he realises I no longer feel the same way about him. I don’t get angry anymore. I rarely cry about this anymore. Those thoughts ‘she doesn’t love me (because I was very busy) have turned into his reality. He’s had many revelations since, read stuff, talked more etc. but I doubt it’s enough. Trickle truth didn’t help him, with hindsight it verifies ‘pathetic’. Prepared to be sly in secret and sneak about but not face the music - yuk. How immature. Prepared to lie to save face - yuk.
He really broke my heart. I had a breakdown. I totally understand why people think suicide is a way out of the pain. I can’t see my life ever being the same. Its taken 2 plus years to get myself stable. I’ve built up friendships and interests etc. But I’m still not the old me. I despise what he has done. I can’t see why anyone would cause this much damage. It’s what a loser would do.
It’s still the first thing I think of when I wake.
I find myself snapping. Not giving him grace. He said something on Friday and historically I’d have given him grace but I didn’t and he cried and I felt very little. No sadness, not even anger or spite. I hugged him but it was me going through a motion.
I’m not so convinced that you can build something new. I really loved who I thought he was. I married him for love. I now think I could have got what I currently have (a disappointing marriage) but had someone with better traits.
I am very aware the things we tell ourselves can grow and grow. Maybe I need counselling again. But I didn’t wreck this. The counselling would be to either allow me to have grace (undeserved in my current frame of mind) or help me face the life I’d have if I left. Which isn’t the best thing for my children and they are my priority.
I’m struggling to explain to be honest. But I needed to let some of it out. I think the crux is anyone who is prepared to destroy my lovely children’s lives for smoke to be blown up their backside is a loser.
Self esteem wise - I am now more self confident (I was confident before), I stand by my principles and things I believe in. i know how important my word is and I hate liars. I was confident in some things before. But I thought I struggled with compassion and being caring (at least compared to my husband) now I am more caring to myself. I have poor traits but I apologise to my children for not being as patient as some people, but then I remind myself of my good bits and what those traits give my family.
My circle has expanded in a crazy way. He has become quieter and he no longer makes many decisions. Afraid to do something wrong? Afraid of what people think maybe?
Any words of wisdom would be much appreciated. I’d prefer a marriage that is pleasant.