I feel divorced emotionally.
"Better to be slapped with the truth than kissed with a lie"
It took a long time until I was willing to start trying to think about trusting again. And it took consistant, constant, unwaivering actions on his behalf. I was ready and willing to run. Dying to, frankly, at times. Had a lovely little life all planned out in my head with no one else there. But he did and is doing the work. And even with stumbles along the way, its better every day.
Hang in there. Be cynical and protect yourself, but also look for the long-term consistant actions. That is what will tell you if this is true remorse or simply regreat for being found out and trying to minimize the damage.
D-Day, June 10, 2012