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User Topic: A Day in the Life of a F.W.S.
Aubrie
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Default  Posted: 11:03 AM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

The question is frequently asked, "How does the WS feel? What is going thru their head? What do they feel? What do they fear? Are they sad all the time? Are they happy? Do they feel guilt? Do they feel second class? What is a WS all about!?" The answers are I'm sure different for many. After all, each person is unique. And I welcome other FWS comments and views.

Weekend or days that Mr. Aubrie have off work are the worst. And best. *sigh* It's complicated. Here is a glimpse into my life, a year and a half past Dday and into R.

I'm not a morning person. Hate early mornings. Hate alarms. I wake slowly and over the span of a couple hours. Sunday mornings are murder. Mr. Aubrie always beats me up. He is my alarm clock. Generally as the sunlight is peeking thru the window annoying me and forcing me out of my deep sleep, I smell fresh coffee and hear the mug scrape across my nightstand before I even open my eyes. I smile. He brought me coffee. He knows I hate mornings and he always fixes my mug every Sunday morning. He's such a doll.

A small pain squeezes my heart. Before my eyes are open, I remember how selfless my husband is. That he does these sweet gestures for me, even after the hurt I have inflicted upon him. I shake the feeling off. I don't want to ruin a good day. He is here with me now. I'm working to be a better person. I'm not who I was a year and a half ago. Today is a new day.

He slides back in bed and I roll over into his arms. I finally force my eyes open and he's watching me. His eyes crinkle as he smiles. He whispers, "Goooood mooooorning Babe." I roll my eyes. He laughs and pulls me closer to him. Morning breath and all, he accepts me. I stare into his eyes in wonder and awe. This man has shown me so much love. So much grace. Forgiveness. Compassion. I feel about 2 inches tall. I give him a quick peck before racing for the toothbrush and shower. We gotta get going.

Dressed and hair done, we're ready to leave. He grins and says, "Gosh, you look so nice today. Your hair is perfect." I adjust his tie and breathe in the scent of his cologne. Makes me so weak in the knees. Every. Time. Another kiss and we're out the door.

As we drive, the kids chattering in the backseat, Mr. Aubrie telling me the latest scores from whatever game he was watching, my mind starts to drift. Life is so...normal. Yet it's so...different. We're different. "Aubrie...?" My mind snaps back. "I'm sorry...what?" He sighs. I've done it again. Caught up in my mind, the thoughts swirling. I tuned him out. Way to go me. Not listening is part of what got me in this mess. I see in his eyes he's annoyed. "I"m really sorry. I got caught up in some thoughts. Please tell me again." He sighs and starts over. I pay attention and start truly listening even though I don't know the difference between the Cardinals, Ravens, Black-hawks, Eagles, or whatever other bird team he's talking about.

It's so hard to concentrate anymore. My mind wanders in a thousand different directions all at once. I struggle with focusing. My memory is worse. It frustrates those around me. I'm trying to improve. To slow my mind. Massive work in progress. Well...I think there is progress. Maybe a slight progress.

We get thru Sunday School and church service. Of course the subject of fidelity it brought up from time to time. It's church, right? On bad days, he reaches for my hand, or I rest my hand on his leg. The moment is usually short and fleeting. We're stronger. We can do this. During closing prayer, he always places his hand over mine. In that moment, I feel strong, safe, loved, and treasured. That is my favorite part of the service. His hand over mind during closing prayer. My heart sings every. time.

We go to lunch with friends, then go home for the afternoon. On nice days, the kids play outside. They make us laugh with their antics. And as I'm sitting there watching them play, watching Mr. Aubrie laugh and interact with them, my body convulses in a full body shiver/cringe and screams, "How could you be so STUPID!?" The kids don't notice, Mr. Aubrie doesn't notice. I fight back the panic. "You were so stupid. Yes you were broken. But seriously!? How dumb can one person be!?"

Deep breaths. I coach myself. "Pull yourself together. You know why you did what you did. You know what lead you to that point. You are moving in the opposite direction now. Just. Be. Enjoy your family. You still have them. You're doing the hard work. Everyone makes really stupid choices. You learned a terrible and valuable lesson. Don't let the guilt consume you. Keep walking Girl."

I shake myself, and walk into the house to get the fixin's for s'mores, planting a big, wet kiss on my husband as I walk past. He looks shocked for a moment, then a sly grin crosses his face. I shake my head, "No. I'm getting dessert together, keep an eye on the kids." He huffs in mock consternation, and goes back to his book.

As I gather things together for dessert, my mind wanders again. "I was willingly throwing all this away. My kids, my husband, me, everything. I was hiding secrets. Pretending to be something I wasn't." I reach across the counter to the laptop and quickly refresh the SI page. I see a new post. Looks like we have a new WS on SI. I scan their thread. *sigh* I call out the kitchen window, "Babe...gimme a sec. I'll be out in a bit."

Turning my attention to the laptop, my fingers fly over the keyboard, forming a reply to the thread. I whisper a prayer that the person on the receiving end is open to my 2x4s and comments, as well as the other people's responses.
That they're not on SI just to please their BS. That they aren't faking this. That they genuinely want to be healthy. Fingers crossed. Submit.

Mr. Aubrie meets me at the back door as I come back outside. He already knows. He recognizes the look in my eyes and asks, "What's the story?" I tell him quickly, and add my view. "I said the *same* thing. It's bologna. They just don't realize it yet! I hope they *do* realize it." He nods, makes a couple comments, then swallows me up in a bear hug. "God, I love you. I love who you are. You have changed so much!" My heart melts.

Bedtime rolls around. We tuck the kids in bed. Mr. Aubrie gets in the shower. I lean against the bathroom counter and we chat about the day. Our dreams. Our hurts. And other random tidbits that come to mind. He steps out, reaches for his towel, and leans in and brushes a kiss across my lips as I step into shower. The realization hits me all over again. He really loves me. His every day words and actions proves that. I love him. I've fought the ugly parts of myself, and continue to do so. The changes made are making me a better, safer person. We've been thru hell, and we're fighting our way back.

It hurts. To know what I did. To see where we have come from. But it's joyous too. Look where we are now, how far we've come. It's bittersweet.

I feel sorrow, guilt, shame, horror at what I have done.
I feel joyful, peaceful, loved, more healthy.
I feel like a prize.
I feel sub-par.
I feel fear that one day, he'll change his mind and leave.
I feel confident that he'll stay.

And yes, sometimes I feel all of that at the same time.

Another day in the life...


Me - FWW * Him - QuietStand

"Courage is being scared to death and saddling up anyway." - J. Wayne


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Finally10
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Default  Posted: 11:24 AM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

Wow, just wow; beautifully well written... Thank you so much for this. It is so helpful to see things like this when I start heading to that dark place where I feel so much guilt and shame for what I did.

Thank You


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tired girl
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Default  Posted: 11:41 AM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

A small pain squeezes my heart. Before my eyes are open, I remember how selfless my husband is. That he does these sweet gestures for me, even after the hurt I have inflicted upon him. I shake the feeling off.

This man has shown me so much love. So much grace. Forgiveness. Compassion. I feel about 2 inches tall

These two things really resonated with me. I have felt the same way, even though we are madhatters. Especially before Hlessons started his EA. He was always so gracious with me, similar to your H. Kept a lot inside, and like you I tried to determine how his healing should look.

I have triggers of my own, doubts, wondering if I am doing enough. Then I do a self inventory and really examine where I am. Where we are. I have learned to let go of the outcome, I love him now for the man he is becoming, and I am learning to love myself for the person I am becoming. That is the harder task. Finding that self forgiveness.

The knowing that you were that person, sometimes it is a heavy load. Some days I put down, others I pick it back up.

Great post Aubrie.


Me45 Him 45 Hardlessons DS 25,23,20
D Day 1/18/10 his 3/8/2012 mine
"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent." Eleanor Roosevelt

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unforgivable5
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Default  Posted: 12:00 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

Wow. Thank you for posting this. That's all I can say. Thank you


WH
D-day 3/4/13

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Happydays
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Default  Posted: 12:03 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

Very well penned down! Made a good read!


BH 33
FWW 32
DS: 3 year old.
Dday 10/14/2012
No remorse so:
Divorced 02/15/2013. No alimony, no CS, got apartment. Won all battles and mind games off the courts.

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TheClimb
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Default  Posted: 12:21 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

As a BS, I wanted to thank you for this post, Aubrie. Many times I wonder if he thinks about it at all... this is a very good reminder for me that he probably struggled as well.

Kudos to you for putting it out there and for acknowledging your feelings and then putting one foot right back out in front of the other. Mr. Aubrie should be very proud of you.

By the way, I agree that he is a doll.


"That which can be destroyed by the truth should be" P.C. Hodgell

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Unagie
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Default  Posted: 12:29 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

Aubrie your post left me speechless...I want to share but I feel it would detract from the beauty of your words...keep doing what your doing because your doing amazing.


Heartbroken madhatter trying to rebuild

No longer together

"To be loyal to myself is to allow myself to grow and change, and challenge who I am and what I think."


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Deeply Scared
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Default  Posted: 12:33 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

(((Aubrie))))

I postively adore you. As I was reading your words I can clearly remember that squeezing of my heart whenever I think of how generous and kind MH is and all the pain I put him through.

You are a wonderful person...keep moving forward


"Don't give up, the beginning is always the hardest." My Mom:)

My tolerance for stupid shit is getting less and less.


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needhelp123
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Default  Posted: 12:40 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

That was great. Thanks for posting!


Me: 47 BS: Cheerless (not giving her age)
DDay 12/31/12
30 days of TT WRONG - try 17 months
2 great teenagers
I had a LTA - EA and then PA. Escalated in 2012.
Never Giving Up Hope
The secret of life is to "die before you die" - Eckhart Tolle

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Zayda1
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Default  Posted: 12:41 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

Thank you for posting this. I have wondered how often WH thinks of what he did during a regular day.


Married 9 years, together for 11 years
2 children (7 years & 4 years)
Discovery of PA 04/15/12 (It only lasted a "couple of weeks" but it still shattered my world.)

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Aubrie
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Default  Posted: 12:43 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

Thanks for the feedback y'all.

Unagie, you can totally share. That's why I started this thread.

DS, you say you remember those squeezes. Do they ever really disappear completely? I'm not rushing this process but I'm genuinely curious...those squeezes actually become a memory and not a reality?


Me - FWW * Him - QuietStand

"Courage is being scared to death and saddling up anyway." - J. Wayne


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Deeply Scared
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Default  Posted: 12:49 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

I don't think they ever really go away. Sometimes when I see MH doing something for me or working so hard, I just ache inside knowing how badly I hurt him.

It's not all the time or even a daily thing...but it's there and I'm pretty sure it's part of me now. And in reality, that's really not a bad thing. I just wish my genuine appreciation and respect (obviously love) for him didn't come at such a high price to pay.


"Don't give up, the beginning is always the hardest." My Mom:)

My tolerance for stupid shit is getting less and less.


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Aubrie
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Default  Posted: 12:59 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

Ok, I was fixing to say...if she says "yes", I think I may start believing in fairies and unicorns after all.

I just wish my genuine appreciation and respect (obviously love) for him didn't come at such a high price to pay.

I hear you loud and clear.


Me - FWW * Him - QuietStand

"Courage is being scared to death and saddling up anyway." - J. Wayne


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Deeply Scared
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Default  Posted: 1:05 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

You're doing great honey...you're so focused and trying so hard, it will all be worth it in the long run


"Don't give up, the beginning is always the hardest." My Mom:)

My tolerance for stupid shit is getting less and less.


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Aubrie
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Default  Posted: 1:07 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

Thanks DS, I really appreciate that.


Me - FWW * Him - QuietStand

"Courage is being scared to death and saddling up anyway." - J. Wayne


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SurprisinglyOkay
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Default  Posted: 2:49 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

Wow. You nailed it.
I know you wanted others to share, but I can't think of anything else to add. Not yet anyway!


FWS me 36 (recovering addict)
BS him 39 AFrayedKnot
Together 7 years
2 children


"Your secrets keep you sick"


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knightsbff
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Default  Posted: 3:29 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

Thank you Aubrie. Really. For putting those words out there for us.

I recognize the squeeze in the heart...it comes with the lump in my throat and a few tears every time I think of the love and generosity of spirit in my BH.


FWW 40's
D-day August 27, 2012
3 kids and 2 dogs

I edit often because I make a lot of typos. ☺️


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PippaPeach6
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Default  Posted: 3:36 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

In awe. Beautiful.


Us: 50ish, madhatters, married 20 odd yrs
TT: May 2009 'til June
DDay for both: June 17, 2009
Me: 2x, same person, 1991
Him: 1.5 year PA (EA?) 2007-2009
Reconciled

Honey Badger don't care. - Randall


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numb&dumb
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Default  Posted: 3:41 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

Thank you. Something like this really helps me understand what my W goes through.

Really, really helpful.


Me-35 her-35

DS 1, DD 6
Dday 8/31/11. ONS that occurred 3 years earlier. Lied to for 3 years.

Every truth comes to light in a long enough timeline.


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KBeguile
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Default  Posted: 3:43 PM, April 10th (Wednesday), 2013View ProfileEdit MessagePrivate MessageHomepage

I can't wait to meet you, Aubrie. I want to shake the hand of someone who has been an inspiration and a source of knowledge to so many.

Thank you for writing this.


Me: fWS 32
Her: BS 35 (HeartInADustpan)
DS: 4yo
M: 7 years
DDays: 2012/11/14, 2013/02/05, 2013/03/09
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"Everything that happens now is happening 'now.'"
"What happened to 'then'?"
"We passed 'then.'"

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