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yearsofpain25
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Default  Posted: 11:53 AM, January 13th (Monday)

I'm not sure if I should be posting here. My wife points out to me it's almost as if I just found out as I'm just starting to deal with it 25 years later. My nerves are raw and I'm shot. I suppose I am dealing with it now in my own way here among you. Really not sure I belong here, but there is something oddly comforting in knowing that other people are experiencing the same shit I went through/am going through. My wife has encouraged me to pull my story forward on this site rather than trying to hide, because I guess I am trying to hide a bit. I originally posted this in the I Can Relate Section, Adult Children Dealing With Unfaithful Parents (how I found this site) where I feel it was more appropriate and also to my user profile.

I never intended to post to other people's threads, but I have great empathy for those with families who have been assaulted by an affair. That's how I view them as an assault. I couldn't help myself and did reach out in a few threads where children were involved. I received a pm from a someone who has been a member here a while. They noted that they were incorporating my advice into their own situation and read my story in my profile. Something happened to me that I least expected after reading her message. I can't even explain it. Maybe it was because someone finally heard me and recognized it? I cried for the first time in 15 years. The only other time I cried about any of this mess was when I first told my wife 15 years ago and even then it was more of a gentle weep for about a minute. This past Sun I lost it after reading this woman's message reaching out to me. It made me feel good that I helped someone and possibly others. I had to hide myself from my kids for a while until I could get myself together.

If someone else can benefit from my pain, then all the power to ya. Feel free to print out my story and give to your WS, or BS for that matter, if you think it will help show them what can happen to kids in a toxic environment. I guess my perspective is from the angle of families being assaulted by affairs and the fallout post Dday. It's a long story so don't feel you have to read it.

[This message edited by yearsofpain25 at 6:00 PM, January 13th (Monday)]


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
"Each new day I am just glad to be alive and have survived all that I did." Ashland13

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yearsofpain25
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Default  Posted: 11:53 AM, January 13th (Monday)

yearsofpain25...and counting.

Sounds dramatic when I typed it out for my user. It's not meant to be. It's a simple statement. A matter of fact.

My first and maybe only post. I've been skulking around this website since I found it this past Nov. In a way I've become obsessed with with this site. Reading other's peoples stories and searching for answers. Some of which I already know others I know I will never have. My story is not like most of the stories on here. My wife has never cheated and I have never cheated. At this point in time my relationship with my wife is probably the best it's ever been. If there ever was a moment of infidelity between us (on either part) , I know I would not be able to live through it. My heart goes out to everyone here. Especially for those with children as I'm one of those. My soul goes out to them.

I'm a survivor of my mother's A(s) and her lack of remorse. The A has had such a dramatic impact on my life that even after 25 years the damage is still unbelievable. It's like watching a tragic movie that doesn't seem to be about me.

If interested from a child's view of infidelity and if you could look 25 years into their future, you might find SOME of me in them. This is not a typical story in some ways and it other ways it is. Everyone is effected by the A's differently. I'm a typical generation x guy in some ways. I have a tendency to be stubborn and a bit old fashioned in that I will never seek IC. I prefer the "old school" method of internalizing everything and no way in hell am I going to talk about my feelings. That's what I have been doing for the past 25 years until now. My wife wants me to go to IC. I showed her this web site and told her I would feel more comfortable here. I've been building up the courage for weeks now and I'm shaking while I type this out.

DDay was March of 1989. I was 16 years old and walked home from school early skipping my last class. I called a buddy who wasn't in school from the kitchen phone and was doodling on a piece of paper while talking to him. Not thinking anything of it while I was having this phone conversation, I opened up to the middle of a book I had never seen before on the table in front of me. Since I was more engaged in the conversation I was having, it took a few paragraphs to realize that I was reading my mothers diary and the content was pornographic. Really f#$%ing dirty and none of it was about my dad. It was all about the Om. Stuff no kid should ever here about.

Even now my mind races when I start to remember DDay. To quickly sum up the chain of events that transpired for me: called my grandfather to get my younger brother out of house when he got home from school, called my father at work to tell him that I needed to talk to him and that I would be home at 5:00, grabbed the diary and had a friend get me out of the house before my mom came home from where ever she was. I knew she had to leave for work by 4 and would be coming home soon to get ready.

While waiting for my friend to come pick me up, I made the mistake of reading a great deal of that diary. Probably more than half of it. I wish I hadn't but I couldn't help myself. I was about to do the hardest thing that I have ever had to do in my life. Even to this day it was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I was arming myself for the sit down I was about to have with my father. I was the one who had to tell him about mom's A.

I told him that mom was having an affair with an Om. He got really cautious and wanted to know how I could know such a thing. I told him I had read a PAGE of mom's diary. He asked me where it was (I had hid it in the garage when I got home) and he wanted me to give it to him so he could see for himself. After the sex acts that my mother had described and her thoughts to go with them I really didn't want to give it to him. But with the look he gave me I knew there was no arguing with him. I got it and handed it to him. He has a partially photographic memory and almost as fast as you can turn a page he read that book from cover to cover. To this day I'm fairly certain he could recite it back word for word if he wanted to.

Wow this next part is really hard for me to write. The look that he had on his face when he was done reading was a look I have never seen on another human being before or since. There are no words for it. Even pain seems light. That look has been burned into my brain forever and is actually the hardest part for me of this entire god forsaken mess. After what seemed like an eternity he went to the garage where he would smoke. That look.

I gave him a few minutes and then went to check on him. That look was gone and was replaced by something else completely. RAGE!! I know he didn't want me to see him and he kept asking me to leave as he stood there with my baseball bat in one hand and his car keys in the other. Even at the age of 16 I knew I couldn't leave him there like that because I knew another situation of some sort would probably go down. He kept asking me in a firm voice to leave. The voice didn't have anger or hurt in it. He was firm and as a matter of fact. After what was an eternity (maybe 20 min?), he put the bat down and put his keys on the washer machine as if silently to say he wasn't going to go anywhere. I left him there and went to my bedroom which was right above the garage. Looking back on it now, symbolically when I left him there, I left whatever used to be my dad there as well. I would never see the same man again that was there prior to my dropping a nuke.

My brother came home and my dad asked him to go to his room while he continued to wait in the garage for my mom. My grandfather (my mother's father) who was dropping him off wanted to know what was going on. My dad politely and firmly in so many words asked him to leave as it was a family matter. He left. I loved and still love my grandfather to this day. He was one of the most kindest, gentlest people I have ever known. How my mother came from him I do not know.

My mom came home from work and the confrontation began. My dad was still sitting in the garage smoking waiting for her with the garage door up. This is March and in a very cold part of the country so he must have been freezing after hours out there. As soon as my mom got out of her car and walked towards the garage my dad started screaming expletives so loud that I couldn't make them out. He slammed the garage door down so hard that it bounced all the way back up and open and that door was heavy. My mom almost immediately began to wail and ran into the house for cover. I could hear her wailing in the kitchen. I went across the hall into my brothers room (just turned 13 years old) and explained to him not to worry in so many words. That mom and dad are going to have a lot of issues to work through. I remember him being very worried and wanting to know what was going on but I didn't give him any of the details. Ever. Zero. I had to explain that we were going to have to lie low and ride out whatever storm was to come.

After what I remember to be about an hour of my mother wailing in the kitchen my dad came in. No yelling. I could hear my mother calm down to a sobbing level but I could not make out what they were saying. As I was almost in bed, my mother came up into my room and the first thing out of her mouth is why I didn't come to her first? I said nothing. The next question was how much of it did I read? I said about 1 page. I lied to cover up that I should have known not to read my mothers diary. Then she stated that she was sorry and asked if I could forgive her. To which I said "sure". Went to bed and didn't sleep a wink

The conversation with my dad that day and the even smaller one in my bedroom with my mother was the most I had ever talked to them about the A. After that conversation with my mother I checked out. I didn't want to overstep my bounds with whatever my parents were working through and quite frankly I wanted to stick my head in the sand. Seeing that look on my father's face, the gory details of her affair that I had read, and the fact that my mother seemed angry with me that I didn't come to her when I found out stuck with me. She lost me as a son that day. I never looked at her the same again. Especially as a parent. The thing that I hate the most about that day is that I was the one that got to see that look . Not her. All she saw was the anger. Looking back on it now, I believe that was the true nail in the coffin of their marriage and she never got to see it. I took the bullet on that one. With all of the dirty details in that book I wanted to say to her that with every one of the Om's thrusts up into her was another nail in the coffin of their marriage. I would never say it to her but the thought has crossed my mind more than once.

At 16 I certainly knew right from wrong. Why didn't she? How could I possibly go to her first because she lost my trust completely the moment she had the A. I won't go into all the details as they are brutal and I don't want to go there, but as one of the things I read to show you how ill she was, or as some people call it here "in the fog", there is one passage in that book that stuck out to me. I'm paraphrasing here:

"Om says that I'm such a good f and so good at giving h that I should teach my kids how be great lovers."

Trust me there was a lot more to go with that. My parents believed I had only read a small passage in her diary. They had no idea how MUCH I really knew. I was "checking out" and detaching myself from my family so there was no way I was going to tell them. In fact, I subconsciously began to hide from them. I'm good. I'm fine. There is nothing to see here. Please go away and I'll be at home as little as possible. And so began me burying it all inside me and not dealing with it. Some of the other things I read in that book were that my aunt (my mom's sister) was an enabler. My mom would sometimes carry out her A at my aunts house as my cousins were all gown up or away at college. In fact, my mom and aunt would sometimes go out on dates together with their boyfriends (my aunt had been divorced for a long time (not due to an A). Same with many of their mutual friends. Those "friends" had even introduced my mom to Om and they carried out their A at their "friends" houses as well. I knew from her diary first hand where the allegiances were. But who cares. I'm checking out.

Looking back as the days and weeks went on post DDay, I realize now how narcissistic my mother has been her entire life. My mom began IC and started to blame the A on depression. She began meds and treatment and still has to do both to this day. I will NEVER accept depression as an excuse for what she did. Shes's clearly sick and mentally ill, but find it impossible to understand someone's inability to choose right from wrong but more so to a family that they supposedly loved. A mistake, sure. Someone can make a mistake and a mistake is something you apologize for. What she was doing had clearly been going on for a while. Not exactly sure how long but clearly a long time. That's not a mistake. That's deliberate. She not only cheated on my father, but us as a family. She poisoned us and made the family sick. This gets worse over the years post DDay but I'll get to that in a bit.

Last I saw the diary it was in the garage with my father on DDay. I have no idea where it disappeared to. Good riddance. The rest of what I heard is from my mother's own mouth. She was so wrapped up in her own bs that she failed to realize that my brother and I were in the same house as her let alone in the same room. We would walk in the door from school or where ever and she would either be on the phone in the kitchen or upstairs in her bedroom with the door open. She would be talking with my aunt, her "friends" or possibly even the Om for all I knew. I already knew most of the details so I wouldn't really listen. But I definitely remember her talking smack about my dad. All sorts of horrible lies. How wonderful Om was blah blah blah. She clearly didn't love us, her family. Now that all this was out in the open, she was hell bent talking about it to whomever was in ear shot. I remember her saying on one of those calls that she was done with all the lies and cover up and she was going to talk about it to get it out in the open with everyone. She had no idea that I was standing right behind her. Or maybe she did. I didn't care because I was "checking out". She lost me on DDay anyway.

Just a quick word here to all the WSs out there. As a child it's hard NOT know what is going on when you live in a house with someone. It doesn't matter how careful you think you are being. I know my mother is a narcissist and it's all about her all the time. But whether it's a diary, a journal, emails, texts, phone calls, whatever.... No matter how careful you think you're being you probably aren't being careful enough. My mother didn't leave that diary out deliberately to get caught. I know that now and I will get to more of that later. As a WS you have to be honest with your kids and then shield them from as much of the details as you can. And even then it's probably not enough. Case in point, my brother. Kids have a way of finding things out when curiosity steps in.

A few months post DDay, my brother came to me and asked me 2 questions. First was he wanted to know if it was true that I had read our mother's diary. I said yes. Next question he asked me was if it was true that there were "others"? That was the first I heard that and told him as much. He walked away and I didn't pursue where he heard that. I was done. I had checked out already. Clearly he had done some snooping of his own and was now clued into what was going on. He could have been listening into any number of conversations. I'm fairly certain it wasn't my dad who tipped him off. My dad was now "checking out" as well. He was no longer the same person and was always preoccupied with something. I'm pretty sure I could guess what. He was a happy go lucky guy. He whistled while he did things, made jokes all the time, etc. I never saw that side of him again post DDay. Even 25 years later. But hey, whatever. I'm not in this family any more. I'm out. Detached. He never mentioned a word about the A back then. It wasn't until about 5 years later that he brought it up.

I'm sure my mom thought everything was fine with them going forwards. She and my dad were working it out. At one point they were having sex almost every night and were very vocal about it. Overcompensating? Probably. Even most of my friends heard their vocal sex my senior year of high school when they would come to pick me up or we would go to my room to get something. I didn't care what my friends heard. I was there to eat, sleep, and go to school while my parents were absorbed in what was going on between them. This is how life in that house went on for the next couple of years. I began college, my brother began high school, and then it happened.

Remember that poison was in the water. I was checked out, I'm pretty sure my dad was checked out, and my mother was self absorbed. I need to be clear. This next part I do not blame on the A. I blame this more on myself for checking out and how my family was sick. We were no longer a family that I could see and we were all wrapped up in our own world. Oct 1994 after a few years of blah, my brother committed suicide. I'll spare the details on that one as that's another story for another website someday. I don't think any of us saw that coming. I've blamed myself a lot over the years because I had checked out. My dad had checked out. My mother, whatever... And of course my brother went out as mad as hell and it was controversial. No nothing like taking other people out or anything stupid like that. But it certainly grabbed the media's attention and next thing we had media camped out on our front lawn. Thank God social media and the internet had not been invented yet. But now throw that incident and the fact that we have to watch it on tv, whatever was left of my parent's relationship was obliterated. And if it's possible I checked out even further. That house we were living in was a wasteland.

After that my parents were done with whatever R was still trying to go on. Let me rephrase, my dad was done and my mom was too wrapped up in a new set of issues with the one's she already had to notice that my dad was done. I've been able to see it since DDay. Why can't she see it? Oh right, she never saw the look of complete and utter devastation. I did.

Make another long story short my dad went for the first woman who threw herself at him. His secretary who's a complete nightmare in her own right. Sicker than my mother actually. She once tried to stab him with a butcher's knife but again a story for another time. Feb 1995 he came to me to have a heart to heart. He told me he had been seeing another woman for a few months and that he was leaving my mother. He was filing for a separation and was going to work on a D. I told him that I honestly don't know how he stuck around as long as he did. To which his response was that he only did it for my brother and I. He was planning on leaving once my brother had graduated high school but now that he was gone he didn't see the point anymore. He felt the need to purge his soul about his life. He had a lot to say, but he never once spoke of the A. He never once spoke ill of my mother. Ever. He asked one thing of me that day that he left her. He said that someday I would probably have a family of my own and would come to a realization of what she had done. He said to please have mercy on her and to treat her well and with respect since she was my mother. He was right. I do realize every time I look at my kids. I've tried to have mercy. The only way I know how to do that is to try and speak to her as little as possible. I forgave her a long time ago, but she makes it awfully hard hard to forget. She still talks about the A which is why I ended up here. More of that later.

The next part of my life was dealing (or not dealing) with her and the D. Same thing with the phone as before. Bad mouthing my father, packs of lies, whatever. Here was an interesting point that I heard. I once heard her say that my father had been telling her he was impudent for the last couple of months. Since he told her he was leaving for an Ow, she realized that he was lying to her so that he could be faithful to his girlfriend. Ouch. That had to have hurt. But good for you for being faithful dad. Whatever. Who cares. My mom kept trying to throw me into the divorce and spoke ill of my father every chance she could further driving the wedge between me and her. At one point it was a constant obsession for her. I remember her stating that she was really pissed that he had even cut out their mutual "friends". I can't believe that she didn't see that he probably cut them out for 2 reasons. They could communicate back to her what he was up to and he was still probably pissed for letting her screw Om at their houses. And that they knew about Om and didn't tell him. C'mon mom. Really?!? My dad took the high road with me. Never spoke about the D. Never spoke about my mother at all to me for that matter. Occasionally over the years he would ask how she was doing but that was it. He would also say that he never wished her any ill will.

As soon as I was done with college I moved to another state to start my life over. I didn't party all that much in college as I went to school full time, worked full time, played in rock bands full time, and lived with my girlfriend. My only release was to play in bands and have as much sex with my girlfriend as possible to fill some sort of void in me...I think. I pulled 16 all nighters studying in my last semester in college to show how much I was burning the candle at both ends. I didn't even stick around for my graduation. Day after my final exam I moved away, had an interview the following day, and then started working in a large busy restaurant in a major city 2 days later. I had left my old home behind and didn't want to look back. That's when I numbed myself for almost 3 years and partied hard with alcohol. Rode my bike back and forth to work everyday (no driving since I was drunk all the time). I had the degree in my pocket. It was time to detach some more.

Did I mention that moving away made my mother attempt suicide? Yep, emergency trip back to old home to deal with that situation. But f#$% it. I didn't care. I wanted to get back to my new life so I could drink and have fun! I was young and in my 20's. I was living the life. I was a good boy all through the process at my old home and I had earned the right to completely obliterate myself. I felt nothing for the next 3 years. Well almost nothing. Oddly enough I did have a bright spot. I met and fell in love with my future wife while working at said restaurant. First day I met her I was so green because I had blacked out from drinking just a few hours before I started my 10am shift. Needless to say I didn't make a very good first impression. How I tricked her into falling in love with me in the long run I will never know.

I once heard that when someone close to you passes away, they leave you with a gift. I believe that has happened to me when my brother died. When I try and focus hard enough, I can detach from myself and take an objective look. A couple months after my brother died I remember sitting on my bedroom floor taking a look at myself and I didn't like what I saw. Not only had I detached from everything, which I was ok with and needed to be detached, but I also became a very negative person. You know that guy where every day is the worst day in their life? Yep, that was me. I made a conscious decision that I was going to cut that out and actually said out loud that "I'm going to be alright". I had all sorts of hard drugs around me and briefly wanted to go that route before I graduated college. But after that conversation with myself I focused on the prize of graduating and getting the hell out of there. I had to stop the dark cloud from following me. It's something that I've had to struggle with my entire life since DDay. I still blame myself for most things, but I've had to force myself to have a positive attitude so that I don't sink into an abyss. I will always struggle with this but I'm at least self aware. I struggle with confidence as well since it's always my fault.

Next time I took a look at myself was in my late 20's and I had this amazing woman that I was with. I knew I wanted to marry her and I knew what I had. Now having trust issues with women since DDay, for some reason I never had a trust issue with this woman. I let her in and have never regretted it for a second. I love and trust her completely. I cleaned myself up, stopped obliterating myself with booze, got a career job, and asked her to marry me. We've been married for 13 years and together for 15. We have 3 kids that mean more to me than life itself (ages 9, 8, and 3). My dad was right though. I do have a family of my own and when I look at my kids, I think how could she do that? I guess that my brother and I never really mattered all that much and were never a factor to her in the A. I think if people realized that the A has a direct impact on the entire family and not just the spouse there might be a lot less affairs. But then again, probably not not.

To this day I have serious issues with my mother. I can hardly be around her. I never say anything to her about any of it. I like to think that I'm above it and I did forgive her. But my anger always simmers at the surface whenever she's around. There is just too much damage even 25 years later. What brought me to this web site is that this past Oct 2013 I had a trip back to visit my dad and I took my mom out for breakfast on one of the mornings I was there. During which she got all teary eyed and said that Om had died recently of leukemia. Really?!? I didn't say a word. My insides wanted to scream "GOOD!!!! I HOPE HE DIED A LONG SLOW PAINFUL DEATH THAT MOTHER F@#$ER!!!!" Instead I said nothing. She starts talking about how the Om would never leave his wife , blah, blah, blah. Here I am 40 years old and after 25 years of this shit what's the point? A lot of the stuff I have read on line says that I should confront her and talk about it. Again, what's the point? She will just twist it and make it all about her. She always does that with any sort of confrontation or anything at all really. Or maybe she would attempt suicide again. The problem at this point I can clearly see is her. And the older I get the less patience I have for it. I'm sure it will come to a head someday but I'm trying to repress myself so that doesn't happen.

Instead here I am right now writing to this site. But after that breakfast this past Oct, I'm as mad as hell right now. She visited us for a week at Christmas. While I want her to be a part of her grand kids lives, I realize I have nothing but animosity for her. I hardly said a word to her the entire week. Nothing beyond how's the weather type conversation. But since she has the gift of gab, that 's all I need to let her do is talk. It's been that way for 25 years. Just let her talk and ignore her. I guess that's how it's going to be. She's going to be 70 in April. When I look at her now I think how can this little old frail lady have caused so much damage and pain. She never was remorseful about any of it. Not really. I heard those conversations back when. I saw the tears in her eyes when talking about Om recently. If she was remorseful she wouldn't still be bringing it up. FUCK HER!!!

Which reminds me...I remember when I was 15 and in the time frame this A was going on. Some strange guy would call the house all the time and ask for her. I'm sure it was her KISA. She would jump up and say oh it must be the UPS guy. C'mon!! Really?!? WTF!!! What UPS guy calls the house and then your on the phone with him for a great length of time. At the time I had no idea what that was about but I do now. So many of those details of the A will pop back into my head when I least expect them too. Remember that your kids probably know a lot more than you think they do or that you may want them to. Be direct with them. Engage them if you can. Give them any answer they want without the gross details. Honesty will count the most in the long run. They will realize and understand things as they get older. As I did. I wish I didn't have those gory details but I do. Speaking of which I confessed to my dad that I do have those details. I think that confession crushed him.

On New Years day a few short weeks ago I called him to check in and wish him a Happy New Year. Make a long story short he started to ask questions about my mother. As a result, we actually had a conversation about the A. I told him that mom said the Om was dead. He was sorry to hear it (yeah right). I told him what I really thought of the Om and that I was happy that he was dead. I confessed that I had read a lot more of the diary than I had lead on. That I knew many of the details. And that I had heard my mother talking on the phone about the whole thing almost daily. My dad said that the Om married and that his wife knew about the A. Apparently my mom wasn't the only one. But Om's wife stuck her head in the sand since Om was wealthy and powerful. His wife had a marriage of convenience for herself. I told him I remembered about the conversation we had had 20 years ago about taking it easy on my mother. He told me that the problem wasn't us. That it was her. No one could ever make her happy and at this point it's not for us to do so. Until she makes herself happy no one else ever will. I asked him about the "others" and he wanted to know where I had heard that. No way I could tell him that I heard it from my brother. I suspect this conversation was already killing him. He confirmed that there were other affairs that she had but refused to elaborate any more than that on any of it.

A note on my aunt. She passed away from breast cancer a few years back. I went to see her before she died. I couldn't bring myself to go to her funeral though. My wife got sick when she was pregnant with our 2nd and I used that as the excuse. I jumped at that excuse. I couldn't forget that my aunt was an enabler for my mom's mess and that she let Om screw my mom at her place and went out on double dates with them. Her allegiance was to my mother. Not the rest of my family.

There are so many more facets to how all of this had a major impact on me. Trust issues, anger issues, confidence issues, having a voracious sexual appetite to fill a void (but I've NEVER cheated on anyone in my life. a fact that I'm proud of, so thanks for that mom, I will NEVER be like you), blaming myself, etc etc etc blah blah blah. Truth is now that I've opened a flood gate I could probably go on for another month but I would bore you all to death. I feel drained and my heart is racing right now. I'm still shaking and have a bad headache. I think I want to throw up. Oh wait, I just did that here on this page!!!

I'm exhausted just getting this out.

I feel for ALL of you on this site!!! Especially where your kids are involved. Many seem to be forgotten in this mess and I feel for them the most. Please keep them in mind when dealing with each other and when discussing the other spouse in front them. Maybe in my next post I will focus on some of the positive that has risen out of the ashes for me. If there is a next post.

[This message edited by yearsofpain25 at 1:54 PM, January 13th (Monday)]


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
"Each new day I am just glad to be alive and have survived all that I did." Ashland13

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Default  Posted: 12:16 PM, January 13th (Monday)

Thanks for that...

Most folks don't realize that this stuff is generational. It doesn't even go away when you die. My grandmother cheated on my grandfather.

She died 30 years ago and every time her name is mentioned someone follows up with "I don't know how she could have ruined the family like that".

Until everyone alive that has ever known her has died that will be the one identifier that everyone remembers. The fact that she ruined the lives of EVERYONE that was involved.


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Default  Posted: 12:24 PM, January 13th (Monday)

Thank you for your story. It certainly gives the 'big picture'. Glad you are here.

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Default  Posted: 1:06 PM, January 13th (Monday)

Thank you for sharing your story. What a powerful message. My daughters were 17 and 21 when they found out. My husband is remorseful and being the husband he should have always been. The crazy OW sent taunting text messages to my 17 year old and still drives monthly to the town my daughters attend college in. I worry so much about them having trust issues with men, and that is so unfair. We had the youngest meet with our MC a few times too.

They have lost so much respect for their dad. I hope some day he can earn it back. He is trying to, and for that I am grateful. I am so sorry about the selfishness of your mother. You are a good soul.


3 A's
Blinded-sided DD 9/2011
Again 11/2011 and then more truth the next day. Separated 4 months. 2012, the year of truth and reconciliation.

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yearsofpain25
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Default  Posted: 3:08 PM, January 13th (Monday)

Thanks for the kinds words everyone. It does mean a lot to me.


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
"Each new day I am just glad to be alive and have survived all that I did." Ashland13

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imarriedmymother
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Default  Posted: 4:10 PM, January 13th (Monday)

There are so many more facets to how all of this had a major impact on me. Trust issues, anger issues, confidence issues, having a voracious sexual appetite to fill a void (but I've NEVER cheated on anyone in my life. a fact that I'm proud of, so thanks for that mom, I will NEVER be like you), blaming myself, etc etc etc blah blah blah. Truth is now that I've opened a flood gate I could probably go on for another month but I would bore you all to death. I feel drained and my heart is racing right now. I'm still shaking and have a bad headache. I think I want to throw up. Oh wait, I just did that here on this page!!!


It hit home............Thank You!!!


M 24 yrs
DD 9/9/11
Drunken ONS w/aquaintance, EA/PA with co-worker. Moved in w/AP 10/1/11, Kicked Out 12/19/11
Recongealed

24 years down the tubes, but at least I lost my man boobs.


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StillStanding1
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Default  Posted: 9:00 PM, January 13th (Monday)

Thanks for sharing your story. I am so sorry for what your mother put you through. I am so sorry to hear how absolutely devastating it was to you and then to your brother. The heartbreak is overwhelming.

To be honest, your story does scare me. As bad as this has been for me, my kids have also been traumatized. I want so badly to help them, but it's really hard to administer first aid where you know it is needed, when you are hemorraghing yourself and can't get off the floor.

My 2 oldest kids found out before I did via seeing texts on a family vacation. My son, the sleuth, did a lot of investigating himself. He told his sister. At least they could comfort each other. My DD confronted my WH a few months later. He still didn't tell me for another 5 months.

Your story reinforces to me the lifelong trauma that this inflicts on our kids. That makes me so very angry. We were doing such a great job raising happy, healthy, smart, outgoing, and well-adjusted kids. Now they will have lifelong issues with trust, relationships, commitment, integrity. It is absolutely devastating.

I am interested to hear more from you. I know you expressed that you feel slightly out of place posting here, but the reason I shared my story here on your thread is to let you know that you DO have the opportunity to help others here (kind of like our children speaking to us from the future). It sounds like perhaps helping others is a way for you to find your own healing, right? I hope I didn't read into that incorrectly.

I can't offer advice. Obviously I am still early on in this lifelong journey with infidelity. I appreciate you sharing your story and hope that putting it out here helps you heal.

The best part of your story, for me, is that you still found a wonderful faithful wife and have managed to have a happy family life. This is my greatest wish for my kids.

We had our DD see a shrink for a while. Then we tried to have her see our MC/IC, hoping to get help for our family dynamic. Her shrink just seemed to reinforce her anger and tell her that she got to make all the rules. It was really destructive to our family dynamic as we were attempting R. We've since pulled the plug on that shrink and MC and found a new MC/IC/FC that specializes in infidelity and deals with a lot of teenage issues too. So far, everyone likes him!!!! My greatest hope is that we have not screwed them up so badly already and that we still have time to repair this.

We used to have an awesome happy family. The envy of many who knew us. Crazy right?

I would do anything to help my kids heal. Now that I'm stronger, I hope I am better able to do that.

I'm really sorry for this t/j. Your story just brought out a lot of my own emotion and fears. I guess a bit how you felt after receiving your PM from another SIer. The mom in me wants to hug you and help take your pain away.

Infidelity is hell and has generational repercussions. I wish people would really think before they nuke their families.

I would love to hear the positive aspects of your journey that you alluded to above. I hope you will keep posting. You are providing insights that I could not gain elsewhere. There are not even many books on the subject, although I am reading "Parents Who Cheat".

Hugs to you and kudos for living in a healthy faithful M. Glad to know you are breaking the cycle!!!!!


Me: 40s BS, Him: 40s WH
M 21 yrs - 3 teens
LTA = 2+ yrs, Dday = 2/10/13, he moved out, he officially moved back in 1/25/14 and our work continues...

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Default  Posted: 9:54 PM, January 13th (Monday)

I want to thank you for sharing this. You're a strong soul. I identify. My father was the serial cheater and he use to take as a tagalong to meet his girl friends. Every Saturday night. We were suppose to be going out to run errands, fill the car with gas, etc. Mom was vigilant and suspected him of cheating. She felt we were safe sending me with him. Afterwards he would take me to a place where I could buy Archie comic books. I was very young, five to ten years old. It went on for years. But I collaborated with his lie. I was daddy's best friend, his little girl, the only child. I was so terrified of losing my mom and dad, I never told mom where he took me. Each time we returned back home I faced my mom and acted like we did just all the errands we said we did.
I wonder about this, how I could look my mom in the eye and lie over and over again to save the pretense of my dad.


me-BW-51
f?WH - 49
m27 yrs, T 28, no kids
OW-WH's former CW, friends + 20yr
DDay-11/16/12, LT EA, 4y? PA, manymany
EA with FFriends over the years
Attempting R
Is there an end to blindness in sight?

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h0peless
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Default  Posted: 10:04 PM, January 13th (Monday)

Lots of similarities between our childhoods, except I never lost a sibling. OM was the pastor of our church and my Dad considered him to be his best friend. My Dad also cheated after years of trying to hang in there and married a terribly unstable OW. Mom married the pastor. I won't shed a tear when he dies. I also used it as motivation to never be that sort of person. Unfortunately, I married a cheater and here I am.

Thank you for sharing your story. I suspect that a lot of people have similar stories but I can relate so much to what you just posted.


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yearsofpain25
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Default  Posted: 7:08 AM, January 14th (Tuesday)

Wow. Thank you again everyone for your kind words. I've received some private messages too and I will get back to you on those later tonight. I'm overwhelmed that my story seems to hit home for many of you.

And thank you for accepting me here. It means a lot. Hopefully some good can come from my story.

StillStanding1 you got me all emotional again. I hate crying dammit! That's not supposed to happen to me. And thank you for it.

Apparently some want to hear more. The past year I have put a lot of thought and self analysis into a very tough topic for me to talk about. I have never cheated on anyone, a fact that I'm proud of, but to what expense? Some facts that I'm not proud of. Trust/Having a "voracious sexual appetite" I've come to realize are connected for me. I'll post my thoughts on that later tonight and how I have come to realize that I think a lot of it is because of the moments post DDay.


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
"Each new day I am just glad to be alive and have survived all that I did." Ashland13

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Default  Posted: 7:43 AM, January 14th (Tuesday)

Thank you for your story. I am sorry for your pain.

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Default  Posted: 8:04 AM, January 14th (Tuesday)

Wow. Your words and pain are very powerful. I am so sorry for the trauma that you endured from the time you found that diary.

Please stay here at SI. I am confident that you will be a great help to many and in doing so, you will also be helping yourself.


I'm not going to let this define me anymore. He's gone and I couldn't be happier.

You couldn't have told me in July and December of 2006, but there really is a life after this mess.

Breathe, just breathe.


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StillStanding1
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Default  Posted: 10:56 AM, January 14th (Tuesday)

I've read your story several times. Each time with a new reaction to something you wrote.

I read a lot of guilt and self-blame for what happened, especially in regard to your brother. I know you don't believe in IC, but I think it could be beneficial. I hope you can come to an understanding that this is not/was not your fault.

Kids will always blame themselves in some way for what their parents do/don't do. I believe the same is true here in regard to your brother.

I think it's really healthy that you are finally exploring your repressed emotions on this and beginning to cry. My WH is not a crier either. And not a believer in therapy. But he is doing it.

Our first MC said that when you get choked up talking about something, that means you have unresolved emotions on that issue. I don't think this will come as the slightest surprise to you. My only point is to welcome the emotion. You are finally beginning to deal with them, which means you are taking the first step in healing. I really believe that.

You have been so wounded by all of this. How you've managed to have a positive family life and marriage relationship is astonishing to me, but also gives me a great amount of hope. I hope that you will continue on your journey to deal with the fallout of your mother's selfishness and the mistakes your parents made.

I hope you will find peace and forgiveness for yourself too. You deserve a life of happiness. You can live out the happiness that your brother denied to himself. Allow yourself to have a happy, productive, healthy, authentic life in honor of him. I am sure he would want this for you.

(((yearsofpain25)))... and hoping you can finally stop the "counting"...


Me: 40s BS, Him: 40s WH
M 21 yrs - 3 teens
LTA = 2+ yrs, Dday = 2/10/13, he moved out, he officially moved back in 1/25/14 and our work continues...

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yearsofpain25
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Default  Posted: 6:13 PM, January 14th (Tuesday)

Thanks again for the rent posts and pm's. And thanks for the encouragement.

StillStanding1 stop it. You are making me cry again. That doesn't happen to me. lol

My next post I am terrified that I'm going to be judged harshly but I should be honest on how I think the moments post Dday flipped a switch in me. I became addicted to sex in some ways. My wife says it's almost like I don't think she loves me sometimes if she's not in the mood for sex. Anyway, it's another nightmare for me looking back on it and I'm not proud of it and take responsibility for my actions. I think it's going to be as long as my story here. Do I start a part 2 thread or post here? I don't want to hog this section especially because I think others need it more than I. Thoughts anyone?


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
"Each new day I am just glad to be alive and have survived all that I did." Ashland13

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Default  Posted: 7:10 PM, January 14th (Tuesday)

Sorry, I meant for this to be a PM...

[This message edited by StillStanding1 at 7:11 PM, January 14th (Tuesday)]


Me: 40s BS, Him: 40s WH
M 21 yrs - 3 teens
LTA = 2+ yrs, Dday = 2/10/13, he moved out, he officially moved back in 1/25/14 and our work continues...

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yearsofpain25
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Default  Posted: 9:00 PM, January 14th (Tuesday)

I posted a new thread. I'll keep my story all together in my profile though for whomever is interested.


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
"Each new day I am just glad to be alive and have survived all that I did." Ashland13

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Default  Posted: 3:59 PM, January 15th (Wednesday)

yearsofpain25,

I'm glad you posted this thread.

I too started looking into infidelity because of family issues with cheating.

Both of my grandmothers were horrible cheaters.

I have virtually no emotions about them, they were dead to me before they even passed in a lot of ways.

What bothered me was how different I was from most of the rest of my family in how I processed these feelings.

With the exception of my Dad and two of his uncles, my family are a collection of MAJOR rugsweepers.

Not only with my grandmothers' affairs, but with other instances of infidelity, such as my BIL cheating on my sister.

I have been called cold and cruel because when my long term gf (who I was discussing M with) cheated, I instantly kicked her to the curb.

My sister who was cheated on gets very irritated with me whenever infidelity is discussed because I am too 'judgmental'.

I could not figure out why the handled these things by ignoring, minimizing, and forgetting about these issues.

In some ways, I feel a great disconnect from all of them except my Dad.

He never forgave his mom for running off with another man when he was 2 (as well as his 3 and 1 year old brothers). She begged for forgiveness while dying of cancer, but he just told her to forget about him and concentrate on herself since she had so little time left.

Everyone else disapproves of how he handled this, except me. I would have done the same.

So anyway, I had to figure out all the reasons why A's happen and how they are dealt with to better understand myself and my family.

I'm sort of obsessive about knowledge and understanding of issues in life.

It has helped me to understand why my family is the way it is and the dynamics of how they interact.

I still can't agree with how my family handles these things, but I have learned a lot things that help me to understand them better.

I don't feel as disconnected from them, oddly enough, now that I know more about infidelity and read about all the different ways other people deal with its fallout.

I hope sharing and reading here can help you to find some peace with it too.


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Default  Posted: 4:48 PM, January 15th (Wednesday)

WOW... thank you for sharing your story.

It is a real wake up.


Me BS-50ish
WH (not according to him)- 50ish
M - 18 yrs together 21
No kids together- DD and DS from my 1st marriage
5 Beautiful GD's

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yearsofpain25
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Default  Posted: 8:40 AM, January 16th (Thursday)

Thanks again everyone for your kind words. To give an update... my W had heard all of the bits and pieces of this but in small doses of over 15 years. When she read this all spelled out at once, she too was overwhelmed. She's had issues with my mom, but now she's pissed and has gone into protection mode.

I fear there may be fallout to come...

and by fallout I mean between my W and my mom.

[This message edited by yearsofpain25 at 12:17 PM, January 16th (Thursday)]


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
"Each new day I am just glad to be alive and have survived all that I did." Ashland13

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doggiediva
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Default  Posted: 11:29 AM, January 16th (Thursday)

((((Yearsofpain25))))

From what you have written on this thread I don't think you are a sex addict at all...I think that two partners with the same appetite for sex, food, etc is relatively rare..All of us are different and have to adjust to others..

Many level minded, healthy, normal people have voracious appetites for sex, food, excitement..

INHO , the choices people make in dealing with their high or low appetites is what has the most impact on their lives and the lives of those around them...

People can choose to indulge in their appetite for food, drink, sex, excitement in a moral way without taking away from the ones they love..

Qualities such as empathy, generosity and not taking everything personally or for granted can help when there is an adjustment to be made between partners..

My WH is a sex addict..An un-remorseful one.....He feels that he is entitled to his behavior...

WH has always had a much higher appetite for sex than me..Same with food, lol...

My WH is also intolerant of frustration...

We all know that there can be a certain amount of frustration in adjusting to a spouse or partner who has a different personality, different needs, appetites..I guess my WH didn't get taught that lesson..

My WH dealt with our different appetites and his frustration in a negative way.. He put me down verbally...He often told me that there was something was wrong with me..He told me that I was not a good wife in the bedroom..I think part of his problem was that he took any rejection on my part too personally, and was usually hateful to me if I said "not tonight"..

In the year before D day I thought things were getting better between WH and I..We had been to counseling....

I was under the impression that WH finally recognized that the difference between our sexual appetites didn't mean he was sexier than me or vice versa..

I thought he was beginning to realize that compromise between us was more effective than taking things personally and putting me down or leading me to believe that I was never enough for him..

In weeks before my D- day WH's behavior changed but I ignored my gut..

My younger son (18-19 years old at the time), who was already living on his own was visiting me at home..HE found my WH's e-mails open on our desktop computer which was located in the living room...

The computer had gone into idle/screensaver mode because nobody used it for a couple of days..I wasn't in the habit of getting on the desktop computer at all..

My son reactivated the computer to look at an online guitar catalog..

He facetiously asked me if WH and I were into threesomes ..He then brought my attention to the monitor screen with WH's e-mails open...

During my sons' teen years, my WH was a SAHD ..Up until last year (retirement), I worked full time, long hours, many holidays, every other weekend..

I was the main, and often the sole breadwinner in our M..

I was still there for many of our sons' extra curricular activities.. I enjoyed spending time doing stuff with them for relaxation..

One would think that WH being available at home ( on a full time basis ) during the teen years would have brought both kids closer to him..

But, I think my kids had better gut instincts than me and or knew something was up with their dad that I didn't....

They moved out to live on their own as soon as they were old enough and had stable incomes, and this was prior to my D day..

One can love somebody but find it bad/toxic for his or her soul to live with that person..

Kids are very perceptive..They may not find out about their parents affairs or business unless told, but they begin to suspect that something is off or wrong with their parents almost immediately..

I am blessed that both of my kids appreciate my support and enjoy my company and that I feel the same way about them..

They feel sorry for their dad...



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Default  Posted: 11:02 PM, January 16th (Thursday)

Dude- you need to move on. Seriously stop blaming your mother for everything that ever went wrong. It was messed-up, but after 25 years it's time to let go- you are only hurting yourself.

Good luck.


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yearsofpain25
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Default  Posted: 7:17 AM, January 17th (Friday)

You are absolutely 100% right Mrs. Jones. I thought I had forgiven her a long time ago. And in some ways I have but mostly I clearly haven't. I buried all of this for so long that it wasn't until my mom started talking about her KISA this past Oct that it really all came flooding over me at once. It really hits me when I look at my kids.

These are the first steps for me. I'm starting to admit that I need IC and that's something I probably wouldn't have admitted a week ago.

Forgiveness... I don't have much to say about it. Yet. And I've heard that's what I'm going to need in order to move on. It's soooo much easier to hold onto the anger.


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
"Each new day I am just glad to be alive and have survived all that I did." Ashland13

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yearsofpain25
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Default  Posted: 7:20 AM, January 17th (Friday)

And thank you for your posts doggiediva. I appreciate them. Sounds like you have a good relationship with your kids.


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
"Each new day I am just glad to be alive and have survived all that I did." Ashland13

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Default  Posted: 7:53 AM, January 17th (Friday)

Forgiveness... I don't have much to say about it. Yet. And I've heard that's what I'm going to need in order to move on. It's soooo much easier to hold onto the anger.
Yeah, forgiveness, it is a huge word and holds so much.

When I was a teen, my dad started using me as a punching bag. It was quite shocking as he was an excellent father all my childhood and then all of a sudden.........BAM!!!! My brother and I (the oldest of the 5 of us still living at home) became living, breathing punching bags.

I ran away when I was 17 and was on my own since, basically. I was pretty angry for many years at my father, cut him out of my life. He was toxic and I didn't want him in my life. As the years went on, I forgave my father, not because he deserved it, not because he asked for it, but because the burden of anger I was carrying was weighing me down. I. Just. Let. It. Go. But, he wasn't in my life, it didn't change that he was still toxic to me. No, he didn't deserve to have me and my little family in his life.

Oddly, a few years later my father contacted me. Begged me for forgiveness and I knew he was sincerely sorry and humble. I told him he was already forgiven, and he cried. He was a changed man and I knew it and could feel it. He did not make one excuse for his despicable behaviour and did not place blame anywhere but squarely on himself. My father is the most kind and wonderful man and is in all our lives again. I love him and I know he loves me.

I am sorry this is long. My point is, cut the toxic people out of your life, yearsofpain. I am often confused why people insist on having toxic people in their lives, I don't care if it is a parent and they are elderly. Just because they are elderly doesn't make them some kind of "saint" and the slate is clean. Your mother is obviously toxic to you. I feel she is most likely a narcissist. So toxic! She has done nothing to deserve you or your beautiful family in her life. She deserves to be alone and lonely, that is what she has sown, now it is time for her to reap her harvest.

eta: You bet your sweet ass your wife has gone into "protection mode" yearsofpain. Why would she want this vile woman in her beautiful innocent children's lives when she had not a care of how she destroyed your brother, father and almost you? I want to throat punch your mom and I don't love you like your wife does!

[This message edited by SisterMilkshake at 8:30 AM, January 17th (Friday)]


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Married 34 years, 3 children
d-day 3/10 LTA (4 yrs./fucking & flirting)

"Oh, why do my actions have consequences?" ~ Homer Simpson
"She knew my one weakness: That I'm weak!" ~ Homer Simpson


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Justgreatnews
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Default  Posted: 8:12 AM, January 17th (Friday)

What a story. Hard to read, but so enlightening and informative. I still can only shake my head in disbelief at the pain, hurt and destruction cheaters can willfully bring into their marriages and family life.

Utterly astounding what selfishness can do.


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Default  Posted: 10:07 AM, January 17th (Friday)

Yes utterly astounding what selfishness can do..

Forgiveness is a two way street..

I think it is selfish to not allow oneself to be forgiven..

I live in an in house separation with my WH..I feel like I have to do things this way..If I D right now or disappear, my WH will go after me..In a few months to a year, my situation/status will be a better one for me to D and physically leave..

With that said, in house separation is one hundred million times better that trying to R with this selfish cheat and have him do more damage to me and my life..I think I have forgiven him and feel sorry for him.. With that said, I can't R with him, I will never trust him ENOUGH..

All though WH and I get along superficially,I don't respect or like him.. When things get down to the wire, WH is all for himself..

I am glad that I see that I don't have to or want to invest in this relationship in other words I don't have to put my faith in WH..

I can carry on with my day to day life on my own schedule as I see fit...

My mom is a different story...

Mom has not been hugely supportive of me or my kids..When my kiddos were born she made sure that I knew that I COULD NOT rely on her as a sitter whenever I needed one...

I told her that I had had no plans to come to her for anything other than the occasional babysitting gig..This did hurt our relationship some, but we were okay..

What caused a HUGE falling out came a few years later..

Mom wrote me a letter..In the letter she said that I made her and my stepdad feel unwelcome in my home..I had no clue of this..I thought I saw to it that everybody had a reasonably good time..

In retrospect I can see that my first D- day had something to do with my parents feeling unwelcome..My parent's visit came after D-day and they could feel the tension in the air.. They didn't feel at ease being in our house..

My step dad (not living) was narcissist..My mom had to cater to his every whim and thought..I believe my stepdad played a large part in our falling out..My stepdad didn't like a feeling of tension in our house/ things had to be all about him..He may have convinced my mom that they weren't welcome and were mistreated when they visited me..

I have forgiven my mom for this falling out, but am not very close to her..This affects how we visit and interact now..Much of this problem comes from her end...I initiate all of the calls and communication that we have..I am an artist/photographer in my spare time..If I text her to share one of my pictures, I get no response or feedback

I will travel to visit Mom in the next month..It has been a long time since I saw her last...I hope my visit will help us get closer..

Mom doesn't have much time left on this earth and I would love to get closer to her if she would let me..

[This message edited by doggiediva at 10:22 AM, January 17th (Friday)]


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Default  Posted: 2:03 PM, January 27th (Monday)

Bumping up this thread to go with Part III


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
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Default  Posted: 7:37 PM, January 29th (Wednesday)

bump


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
"Each new day I am just glad to be alive and have survived all that I did." Ashland13

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Default  Posted: 12:13 PM, February 1st (Saturday)

Update,

Some have reached out to me here or in pm's wanting to know a few things.

First, if you are looking for the whole story, I have kept it all under My Story in my profile. The old timers know this but for the newbee's, yo ucan click on the smiley face in the upper right corner of any of my posts. Or All 4 of my threads are here in Just Found Out.

Next, wanted to say thank you from the bottom of my heart to all those that reached out. I really didn't think I would make it past the first post and now here I am with #99. Thank you for accepting me and listening.

Most of the people who have reached out to me are parents that are in a situation that I grew up in or are trying to avoid that situations. I get it. I do. Even though I or my wife have not have had an affair, as a parent I understand that after you pick yourself up off the floor and stop the bleeding the next natural place to protect is the kids and the family. How does one go about doing THAT? Excellent question. Everyone's situation is unique with both having to deal with the A and then protecting the family.

Have you seen strageasfiction's thread? Dear god someone please help that man's family. His thread is such a hot topic on both how he should handle the A as well as what to do with his family. I can't even bring myself to post on the poor guys thread anymore it is such a hot topic. I get people are trying to help, it is such a passionate topic when the family is involved.

Thinking out loud here, because I certainly don't have the answers, maybe SI should carve out a separate section for people to share ideas on how to deal with their children and family crises? Like I said, just a thought. But if that seems to be the second topic to tackle after the BS has picked themselves up off the floor, and I can see in many of the threads it is, maybe there should be a special place for that aspect of it. I've received messages about XWSs as well and how to deal with their impact on the family. As my signature says..."An affair is an emotional, mental, and sometimes physical (STD) assault on the spouse, children, and the family as a whole."

I see too much of that in the world here on SI. Too much. It's heartbreaking.

And lastly, I've said it before, anything that I post here to SI is fair game. If you want to use any part of my story, my quote, whatever, no need to ask permission. I wouldn't recommend printing off my story and handing it to a WS because there is no telling what you may get back in return. But it you do, and I know some have, ALL THE POWER TO YOU! I would be interested to know how it worked out for you. I've received one success story of that happening and it made me feel really good for them. That something as shitty as my past can benefit someone else is mind boggling.

And lastly for the second time, if you read my latest update in Part 4...I'm going to start the hunt for IC next week.

yop


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
"Each new day I am just glad to be alive and have survived all that I did." Ashland13

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Default  Posted: 12:39 PM, February 1st (Saturday)

Thank you for posting.

I knew about my father's affair 40 years ago when I was 5 years old. My wxh knew how much pain it caused me, and had an affair anyway.

My parents are still together, but it's very painful to watch.

It's hard for me to be around my dad. I love him, but it's always there in my head.

It will impact my life and cause me pain forever.


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Default  Posted: 12:32 PM, February 5th (Wednesday)

This is the thread that started "the process" for me. I figured I wouldn't make it past the first post. This entire experience here on SI has meant more to me, my well being, and therefore to my family than you will ever know.

That's what I'm trying to do here. Make myself a better person so that I can be a better father and husband for my family.

SisterMilkShake - I have taken your advice and printed out all four of my threads to hand over at my first session of IC next week. I stripped out the comments/replies. I had a total of 28 pages of !!!

28 pages of . I read back through all four threads including the comments and replies. Many of you took the time to read through the entire thing and have shown me support along the way. The posts, the pm's... I'm speechless. This place is the most amazing support group, friends, and family that I will never know. Even if some just read a piece of the that I posted here blows my mind!

THANK YOU TO ALL!!!

I have made promises to not run away and continue to post my progress as well as more of my story as it unfolds. It's pouring out of me now. Things I thought I had long forgotten have popped back into my head.

Yes. Baby steps with the IC.

Later,
yop


I miss my dog.


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
"Each new day I am just glad to be alive and have survived all that I did." Ashland13

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Default  Posted: 6:32 PM, February 5th (Wednesday)

Hurray, you made an appointment for IC! I am so proud of you!!! Remember, if you don't like him/her don't give up... try another until you find someone you are comfortable with.

I know this was a HUGE step for you. {{{HUGS}}}


I'm a survivor, I'm gonna make it, I will survive, keep on surviving...

BS: me 42
WH: 48
2 kids
Married 18 years
D-day - 1/11/14
Filed - 1/16/14
Divorced 4/21/14
Walked in on WH and BF while her H watched


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Default  Posted: 8:05 AM, February 13th (Thursday)

I don't want to be presumptuous and assume that people want to keep hearing how I am doing, but I did promise a few to keep posting... so...

Had my first IC session Mon this week. Surreal for me and I wasn't expecting an empathy reaction from the counselor. Didn't know what to expect but I didn't expect that. I posted a question on it in the General forum and many people assured me that this it normal. I've started to realize through that thread that I think I've become numb and calloused to all of it. To me it's no big deal in that I've lived it and have run through it in my mind a million times. I'm used to it. I guess my story can be "jarring" and "shocking" in some ways to others. Though I don't think my story is nearly as bad as other's here. Not by a long shot. In the real world when someone asks me why I don't celebrate my birthday and I tell them the truth about my brother committing suicide, I do get that shock factor and people are at a loss of what to say. I try not to talk about it at all or sometimes lie about it so that I don't get that shock factor. I've lost touch with the fact that my story can have an effect on others since I, for so long, have tried to not let it have an impact on me. I detached for so long that I forget the human elements to it all. I guess maybe that's why I was so shocked to get responses back from you good folks here at SI. I certainly wasn't expecting it and in fact was, and still am in many aspects, expecting to get rejected. My issues certainly aren't bigger than anyone else's issues and in fact pale in comparison to everyone else's issues here. NOT that I'm comparing or want to compare. I guess what I'm trying to say is that to me it's nbd and I guess I was expecting other's to have the same nbd reaction.

nekorb told me to stop belittling my issues as nbd or else I wouldn't need to go to therapy. true. I'm starting to realize that maybe some of this shit is really bad. If I made several of you cry (or so I got in pm's with other's sharing their stories), maybe it is a big deal? IDK. Sorry. I'm rambling...

ON another front my "flashbacks" haven't been triggered all that much this week and seem to be subsiding again. I don't think it's due to 1 session of counseling and me here on SI. I think I have just been too busy to think about it.

Enough for now. Thanks for listening.

yop.


ETA - Full story in my story section of my profile. Sorry that it's ridiculously long. I took the other 3 threads and put them there (minus the comments and responses).

[This message edited by yearsofpain25 at 8:21 AM, February 13th (Thursday)]


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Default  Posted: 8:52 AM, February 13th (Thursday)

Hey YOP,

Maybe your IC knows of someone that committed suicide. Your IC will probably not tell you this because it is your therapy not hers. If she did have that happen you have probably found yourself a very good IC because she will truly be able to understand better and be able to help you more.

My step brother (same age as me) shot himself when he was 29. His WW had gone away for the weekend with OM and came back and told him she was leaving and taking the kids. As she was packing up her car he grabbed his gun and that was it.

My step brother and I were close when we were little but my Dad had divorced his Mom years before he took his life so I had not seen him in a few years but I think about him often. I wish he had reached out to someone.

I hope your next session is better but again if you don't feel the connection that she can help you find someone else. I look at IC as a necessity right now. It is good to be able to vent without judgement. It's a lot like this website but as a professional she takes me to a different level explaining things I would never have thought but I get you that it is hard to look at someone in the eye and see tears well up.

One thing my IC asked me to do which has been really hard is "if I could go back and talk to my 6-7 year old self, what would I tell her?" She knows that my childhood was hell. It sucks because when you think of a little kid you want to tell them everything is going to be ok and I just can't do that right now.

Keep it up YOP. I am cheering for you. You'll know when you don't need the IC anymore.


I'm a survivor, I'm gonna make it, I will survive, keep on surviving...

BS: me 42
WH: 48
2 kids
Married 18 years
D-day - 1/11/14
Filed - 1/16/14
Divorced 4/21/14
Walked in on WH and BF while her H watched


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Default  Posted: 9:45 AM, February 13th (Thursday)

Hey YOP, I'm glad you added your update! I keep seeing you give such wonderful support to everyone, but of course you still deserve to get your own support!

As I've read elsewhere here at SI, pain is pain. There is no need to minimize, or downgrade your situation in comparison to others. Listen to nekorb! We are all walking our own journey and all of our struggles are valid and deserve to be recognized. You are taking a big step by going into IC; good for you.


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Default  Posted: 10:36 AM, February 20th (Thursday)

Hi Y'all. I went to read back through this thread last night in prep for today's IC session and realized there were a few more posts. I went back and read through everyone's comments first. I remember being touched by them, but I don't think I really absorbed what people were saying and the stories that were shared. Maybe because I was "triggering" hard for a few weeks there when I wrote this and the other 3 threads out. I barely remember writing them out let alone the content.

I wanted to take a minute to address what people have posted here for me now that I'm able to process and absorb what you amazing SI listeners have said to me.

@damaged71 -

Until everyone alive that has ever known her has died that will be the one identifier that everyone remembers. The fact that she ruined the lives of EVERYONE that was involved.

This is one reason why I'm not letting my kids (10, 8, 3) know about their grandmother until later in life. I want them to have some time with her as a grandmother. My MIL lives with us so they will always be close with her. FIL passed away 15 years ago, they have zero relationship with my dad right now due to crazy step mom (whole other story for another web site), so that really only leaves my mother, which she has very limited exposure to them anyway living in another state. That said, I have it in my head that when/if my kids decide to get married I plan on sitting them down with their fiancees and fiancees parents and letting them know all about this infidelity shit and the pure and utter devastation that it has had on my life and the indirect impact that it has had on theirs. They will never know what it's like to have a "normal" relationship with that set of grandparents. And here's why.... . Hopefully they will listen to this life lesson I have for them. Maybe not. But at least I will have armed them with the example that has forever changed the course of their early FOO. I personally also feel that I will never get over my own grief until both my parents are dead and gone. Otherwise I will be living in it until then.


@HoneyMe -

My daughters were 17 and 21 when they found out. My husband is remorseful and being the husband he should have always been.

Your husband is the key to their healing in the same sense that he is your key to healing. Hopefully he will continue to show remorse with them. It will take him a really long time but it can be done. Maybe he understands now that he didn't just cheat on you but he cheated on the entire family?


@StillStanding1 -

Your story reinforces to me the lifelong trauma that this inflicts on our kids. That makes me so very angry. We were doing such a great job raising happy, healthy, smart, outgoing, and well-adjusted kids. Now they will have lifelong issues with trust, relationships, commitment, integrity. It is absolutely devastating.

There is hope. I believe I saw somewhere around her on SI that you are in R with your H and he has begun showing remorse. Same situation as HoneyMe above. Do I call him a FWH? He is the one of the keys to healing your children. He is showing remorse and needs to continue to do so for a long time to come and your kids will begin to heal. That's a major difference between what you see with me and what you see with your own kids. Remorse. I never got that.


@StruckNumb - Unreal story. Thank you for sharing. Very sad. And now here you are having to deal with how he used you. I'm very sorry for your pain.

@h0peless -

OM was the pastor of our church and my Dad considered him to be his best friend. My Dad also cheated after years of trying to hang in there and married a terribly unstable OW. Mom married the pastor. I won't shed a tear when he dies. I also used it as motivation to never be that sort of person. Unfortunately, I married a cheater and here I am.

Yes. My dad also left for a terribly unstable OW and is now reaping the consequences of that. I can see why my dad left for unstable OW. He was just trying to make a connection I think. Didn't work out so well for him. I believe that my mom is now currently sleeping with what used to be his best friend from what I can piece together. She will never learn and that is one DDay I want no part of.


@StillStanding1 (part 2) -

I hope you will find peace and forgiveness for yourself too. You deserve a life of happiness. You can live out the happiness that your brother denied to himself. Allow yourself to have a happy, productive, healthy, authentic life in honor of him. I am sure he would want this for you.

I have begun IC, but I'm not sure how to do this. I am blessed with a happy and healthy family of my own and I've tried to make the best decisions I could have made. I haven't always been the best husband and father. But I'm working on it to get myself there. Maybe by being "happy" will lead me to being a better husband and father? IDK what the hell I'm doing and don't really feel like I can be truly "happy" or let all of this shit go until my parents are dead and gone.


@Dyokemm - We have a lot in common with our "research". This stuff is so unbelievable. What makes people think that this stuff is ok? Or not as bad as an assault? It's fucking ridiculous. My aunt encouraged and helped the affair. I thought I was close with her. Guess not. I also recently found out on a family vacation this past summer my cousin, that same aunt's son, had an affair on his wife. The ONLY reason I know about it is because one of my other cousins asked me to go out for drinks with him because his usual wingman "has his balls in his wife's purse since the affair." WTF!!! They are all rugsweeping it. Unbelievable.


@doggiediva - I know we have chatted in these threads before, but thanks again for sharing your stories. It sucks that your son had to find out with you. This shit is hard on all of us.

And this

Yes utterly astounding what selfishness can do..
Forgiveness is a two way street..

I think it is selfish to not allow oneself to be forgiven..


Not sure I understand the concept of forgiveness yet.

And this!

My step dad (not living) was narcissist..My mom had to cater to his every whim and thought..I believe my stepdad played a large part in our falling out..My stepdad didn't like a feeling of tension in our house/ things had to be all about him..He may have convinced my mom that they weren't welcome and were mistreated when they visited me.

This narcissism stuff defies comprehension. It's the most difficult aspect of this entire mess that I deal with. How can people be so broken this this logic of thinking. I see it in my mother all the time. The only defense against I have found it to ignore her and tune her out. Sounds like your step dad and my mother should have gotten together and have gone bowling. Ever seen two narcissists together? Exactly!!! Doesn't exist because they can't put up with each other's bullshit.


@SisterMilkshake - thanks again for sharing your story about your father. Yeah, forgiveness. Not a thought I can have at the moment. Your post inspired another conversation between W and I last night. MY FIL went through the same thing you did minus the remorse from his father/uncles.

And this!

You bet your sweet ass your wife has gone into "protection mode" yearsofpain. Why would she want this vile woman in her beautiful innocent children's lives when she had not a care of how she destroyed your brother, father and almost you? I want to throat punch your mom and I don't love you like your wife does!

My W loves you more and more. She appreciated this comment and says yes. This is how she feels. That there have been several times where she has wanted to throat punch my mother. W has spoken up and laid down the law early on. Several years ago my mother said she was afraid of my W. I laughed. My mother is such a chicken shit.


@Williesmom - horrible know that he would go ahead and do that anyway. That in a sense is it's own double betrayal. very sorry.


@iamsoblind42 - thank you for sharing your story about your step brother. Suicide is permanent. Even if you weren't that close towards the end, it's still very painful. Thanks for being in my cheering section with the IC stuff.


@norabird - thanks again for sharing and being all over SI. You are truly an empathetic person. Thanks for being in my cheering section as well.


I was raw and a mess when I posted my threads. There were a few times I hid in the closet and cried. My W said to me last night that she has detected a shift in me going from being raw and an open wound back to being apathetic about all of it. Like my coping mechanisms have all kicked back in. She is of course concerned for me. My mother called last night to wish DS a happy b day. When I spoke to her I was right back to not listening to a word she said. I have no idea what she said to me on the phone last night and I maybe said no more than 10 words myself. She goes on and on about her shit.

I guess I'm back to not caring about any of it at the moment. I'm afraid of what IC might do to me tonight. Come to think of it, during the first IC session I think is where I started to shut down emotionally again so that I could verbally get it out. IDK what the hell I'm doing and it's all so confusing. I just want it to all go away again. This shit is just stupid.

Sorry this post was so long. Ramblings of a mad man...


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
"Each new day I am just glad to be alive and have survived all that I did." Ashland13

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Default  Posted: 1:13 PM, February 20th (Thursday)

All I can say is WOW!

You have let all of the out and your still standing! Kudos 25YOP!

And you have a loving family unit to boot! I'd say you are headed in the right direction.

Please never feel bad about mad ramblings. That is what these boards are for.

It's really great that you are implementing some of the advice that you receive here on SI. Coming back and reporting the good news makes everyone so proud. So thanks for the updates!

We want you to feel better! And like you said its amazing that something good could come from this un-holy mess!

I hope the IC goes well, and that you will feel comfortable to allow yourself to go through the pain of your early life.

My early life was really shitty too. Adultery was just the tip of the iceberg. Toss in incest and daily beatings and you will get a better idea of the the utter dysfunction in our 'Family'. I grew up very quickly in that house. I learned early on that I was the only one that could take care of ME. But when you are little you don't have much choice, you learn to roll with all of this nasty shit. Can't really move out when your 8 years old.

As a small child, 5 years old, I watched my Mom put my Dad's eye out with a steak knife. He was beating her and she had had it. They didn't know I was even in the room, probably didn't matter anyway, they did not give a shit about us...

I totally get the reticence you have in allowing yourself to feel the pain. Totally. Some of what I just told you and more comes back to me in little bits, flashes of memories...so vivid. I know that my brain will not let me really think about it because it was so traumatic! And with all of that trauma I guess that I am just numb so even with the small glimpses that my brain will allow, I become stoic or use gallows humor to get through the 'memory episode'.

Okay, now I'm rambling!

All that to say, I am so happy that you are finding your way through your labyrinth of pain into a peaceful future. Take care 25YOP.


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dd1 1-1-10, dd2 Mothers Day 2011, dd3 3-12-12 Hawaii trip with ho-worker...

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Default  Posted: 7:51 AM, February 21st (Friday)

Thank you for sharing Getting to Happy. I'm sorry you went through all of that. It really blows my mind that so many people go through messed up traumas in their childhood. Makes you think sometimes. Take a look around and think that many people around me have gone through some pretty horrible things in their lives and you would never know it.

On a side note, I had IC session #2 last night and to make a long story short, I came out pissed off. Not at the C, I have decided I like her and I'm sticking with her for a while, but at the fact that I picked up some "labels" diagnosis while I was there. Things I already knew and a few of you had pointed out to me in pm's. I just didn't want to hear it is all. She stopped with the "labels" as she didn't want me to worry about them as they "are unimportant". Then I got pissed because she stopped giving them to me. If I have this shit I want to know what it is...even if I just said I don't want the label. See I am crazy.

She said with the multiple traumas I have suffered it's going to take me a long time to work through it all. I replied with I only have one trauma. Singular. I concede that my brother's death was a trauma. She then reads down a list of roughly 12 examples of things I had told her about in the first two sessions (a bunch of stuff that I did not get into on SI) and she again says I have multiple traumas. OK. Whatever C. I'll get comfortable and he here for a while.


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Default  Posted: 11:22 AM, February 21st (Friday)

YOP, just curious why you are so resistant to acknowledging multiple traumas, and insisting on only having one. Does it make you feel too damaged or overwhelmed to see yourself as having so many different events in your past? Are you still denying, minimizing what you have been through to be 'strong' and try and suppress the past?

Usually when I got mad at my IC it was because she got too close to the truth or was pushing me outside of my comfort zone. Actually I can feel that way on SI when I get 2x4s! Makes me feel bad sometimes that people try and show me where I am going wrong and instead of feeling grateful on seeing their replies I get briefly angry--like, I know best for me! Ha, because my own judgment has been just soooo great. If her increasing the number of your traumas makes you uncomfortable, it's worth thinking about why.

However this is such a huge step that of course you can't deal with everything at once! So please don't feel overwhelmed. You will have your own healing timeline in IC. Maybe you will struggle and resist for a while and feel you are doing it 'wrong'. I hope not. There really is no wrong. There is less than optimal and pig-headed and blinkered (in my case!! ), but you know what, that's ok, they are stages and part of the journey! It is your journey and you will walk it as best as you can.


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Default  Posted: 6:49 PM, February 23rd (Sunday)

Hey there norabird,

YOP, just curious why you are so resistant to acknowledging multiple traumas, and insisting on only having one. Does it make you feel too damaged or overwhelmed to see yourself as having so many different events in your past? Are you still denying, minimizing what you have been through to be 'strong' and try and suppress the past?

I've been discussing this with my wife over the weekend and also with a friend of mind Sat night. Yes. I do feel too damaged. I do feel overwhelmed at seeing those "traumas" all spelled out. Bus mostly, to me I really don't think all of it is that bad. Yes everyone says I'm minimizing and the C says I have a knack to minimize anything about myself as a coping mechanism. It's part of my "dissociative disorder" and "depersonalization disorder".

She asked me what I thought if someone else had the same issues (traumas) happen to them how would I view them. Of course I would have empathy and see them as traumas. The fact that I can't do that for myself is part of my coping mechanisms. I also have a hard time with labels. Further, I would associate the above mentioned disorders withe someone who suffered much worse traumas than myself like a rape victim. Or I associate my PTSD with a combat veteran. I wouldn't associate those things with me as I don't think what happened to me is even in the same ballpark. Not even in the same book. Therefore I couldn't possibly have those tings. Yeah, yeah, yeah, deep down I know I do. I can sort of see me having those things I guess. And I don't want to admit to them either. Really I'm not that bad off.


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Default  Posted: 9:38 PM, February 23rd (Sunday)

Great you're thinking so much about this!

We are usually so much less willing to give ourselves permission for something (anything) than we would be to give it to someone else. It's easier somehow to be harder on ourselves and compassionate with others.

I wouldn't say you 'have it so bad' either because you are clearly smart, have a great wife, have like all of us the amenities of modern medicine, electricity, the internet...so many things to be grateful form from the way we have so much access to information, luxuries, even just everything at the supermarket...basically we are fortunate in a million ways! But no one thinks you are ungrateful or spoiled if in the midst of the real blessings of your life there are also real struggles. You are entitled to struggle. I don't mean that you should, or that people ought to spend their lives complaining--it's not that type of entitlement--but instead that having good things on one side of the scale does not mean that the difficult things on the other side of the scale simply disappear or that you can't acknowledge them. Both can be very real. Ideally, the negatives can be handled in such a way (through IC for instance) that they stop impeding the good parts; that they start to weigh less, to keep with the metaphor of a scale.

Thinking of a scale is also useful when getting into the question of different types of trauma or PTSD. Who is doing the measuring here? I'll answer my own rhetorical question ( ): no one is, unless it's you. You aren't stealing the thunder of people with combat or sexual assault trauma, or implying that those are not awful experiences, or claiming those people could never understand suffering. It all coexists--there is no competition. There is no maximum capacity that can't expand to encompass what happened to you.

No one will ever accuse you of having a victim mentality YOP. It is so obviously not who you are! You seem to fear straying into that category, though. Don't! Give yourself permission to acknowledge and validate your past traumas, without judging your motivations for doing so or whether they are 'bad enough' in some big picture. No one is going to be pitting your experiences against those of say a rape victim and then turning around to accuse you of having over-estimated the burden of what has happened to you. It's not a zero sum game.

All that said take this at your own pace and see what feels comfortable and where you end up. I'm not going to force you into a label and I doubt your IC will....maybe you will try it on for size, take what is useful, and discard the parts that don't sit right.


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Default  Posted: 11:33 PM, February 23rd (Sunday)

That's good stuff, Norabird!!!!! I agree, YOP!


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Default  Posted: 7:38 AM, February 24th (Monday)

Thanks for sharing your painful experience with us. That must have been hard for you to write. You are one courageous person. I'm glad that you are here.


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Default  Posted: 6:38 PM, February 24th (Monday)

Thank you - You have made a difference in my life in a positive way - again Thank you.

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Default  Posted: 2:14 PM, February 25th (Tuesday)

Thanks for the continued support norabird and stillstanding1!!

Great analogies norabird. I know deep down you are correct, I just don't know how to think that way for myself. I have a fog all my own I fear. I know I don't have a health way of thinking about all of this.

SadInNC and lostjem thanks for listening.


25 years and counting of pain caused by mother's infidelity. Aftermath: 1 deceased sibling, 1 lost family, 3 lost souls.
"Each new day I am just glad to be alive and have survived all that I did." Ashland13

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