I'll try to shorten my story, but this might be long. I've decided to post on here as some sort of therapy. I need to get it all out and maybe with your help I'll start to understand why I did what I did. I am 31 and have been with my husband for a total of 10 years. 3 out of the 4 years of my marriage, I was deep in an emotional and physical affair. I guess I'll start at the beginning. I met my AP when I was 21 at a college conference. For me it was LOVE at first sight! He was the most gorgeous man I'd ever met. He was confident, charming, funny and surprisingly he was interested in mee. We hooked up and spent most of that weekend together and when it was time to return home, we exchanged phone numbers. I was in CA, he in NY! I was completely in LOVE, I don't know why, but I had never felt that way for anyone in my life. I thought we'd be in a relationship but every time I tried to make contact he would blow me off and I was heartbroken. He obviously did not feel that way about me and I had been just a random girl he hooked up with. We did however remain in contact over the years. A flirty hello here and there via text or chat, but nothing serious.
Shortly after meeting him, I met my husband and we dated for 6 years. We had a very rocky relationship. My hubby had a very short temper, and would at times become aggressive and scary. He never hit me, but I was at times scared of him! In fights he would yell and throw things and I would go into survival mode and keep quiet and I would eventually be the one to say I'm sorry. In these moments I would say to myself how much I hated him! But each time he swore and swore he would change. Over the years, he matured a lot and slowly he did change and our fights were few and far between. We had been through so much and I we did love each other, so eventually I moved in and we got married. That first year however was very tumultuous. As soon as I moved in, his cousin moved in because he needed a place to stay and what was supposed to be our honeymoon stage, turned into a very lonely year for me. He spent most of his time with his cousin, playing video games or just hanging out. I was just off to the side feeling very neglected. I told him this, but it made no difference, to him, I was just being very needy and clingy. My marriage was not what I expected and I was miserable.
Then one morning, I awoke to an email from AP. He said, hi beautiful, I'll be in your town in a couple weeks, would love to see you. And the rest is history! I was in a full blown affair for 3 whole years! My OM pursued me endlesslyy, seduced me, charmed his way back into my heart and I became his willing victim. I wanted to feel wanted by him, I needed him to want me. It was like, him wanting me validated me. If he wanted me, it meant I was beautiful, valuable! I romanticized it all! He led me to believe that he loved me and I was planning my escape. Then one day he said he found someone and she was having his child, but he would love if I could still remain in his life. I realized then and there what I was to him, nothing but free ass! I'm broken! This is the beginning to my journey in healing myself