Hello everyone,
I thought I would introduce myself with my story- I will try to keep it short and to the point, filling in details as time goes on I suppose.
I have been married to my husband for over 15 years and have been involved with him for ten on top of that. We have three school age kids.
I will start with a blunt description of what I have done and try to leave out excuses and rationalizations.
Three years ago, after being faithfully married up to this time, I had two sexual indescretions with two male friends of ours followed by a PA/EA with our real estate agent which lasted about a couple of months. D-Day occured and I admitted there was something going on between myself and the agent. My husband did not press for details and I did not offer them. I did not have to put a great deal of effort into R because my H did not threaten to leave for more than a few hours and seemed satisfied after a few MC sessions. My sense of having gotten away with something I regretted doing overshadowed the feelings of shame and remorse I should have been dealing with.
I was good for another year and a half, knowing full well that I would never again have an affair. But my problem was not fixed, nor was it recognized. After a few major life crises not related to the affair I found myself with too much time on my hands and little motivation to build a healthy life (we had just moved to the UK from Canada). I began to spend a great deal of time on the internet, which led to online infidelity. I used the feeling of power I gained from manipulating men I didn't know (sexually) to manage my emotions. I engaged in sharing online fantasies, sending photos, texting and even a few phone calls with men who enjoyed the virtual alter ego I created for myself. This was all on, of course, a secret email account. I justified it by convincing myself it was no worse than my husband watching porn, as I was certain I would never hook up with anyone in person. Knowing what I know now based on my reading up on the subject of online sex addiction I thank God that I was caught before I went that far (which was very likely inevitable given enough time). I had no regard for the damage I was causing my husband, my children or the wives and children of the men I was toying with.
D-day for the online activity was the beginning of January. I trickle truthed for a day or two before I realized the torture I was putting my husband through by doing this. There was a moment of clarity when I realized that I had become essentially evil (and I am not a religious person) and had to face God. The only way I decided I could restore any respect to my husband and sense of hope for my soul was to tell the truth. This I did. I gave him every detail he asked for, including the transgressions from three years ago in Canada that I had "gotten away with", including the extent of the PA and the fact that I did not use protection. Full truth. The day I told him I hid the knives and all sharp objects in the loft because I was afraid one of us would be dead after the disclosure.
But this did not happen, and in fact the only reason my H is still with me, according to him, is because I came clean.
I have since done IC, MC, reading, and set very strict boundaries for myself regarding any behaviour that might lead to feeding the SA (or whatever my problem is). I do not chat with anyone online, I do not have any contact with any men outside of immediate family members and those with whom I socialize when my H is in the same room as me. I have followed these boundaries consistenly since D-day, but I know it accounts for little in the bit picture.
My H and I get along well most of the time and spend a great deal of time together. Of course, like so many others here, the damage I have done is far reaching and long lasting and my H suffers daily, fearing that it will happen again and he will have to leave me (he came very close in January). This morning, out of the blue he began to talk about how he is angry and afraid because he wants to trust me but feels he cannnot.
I agreed that he cannot trust me- I know now that I am not immune to the temptation of other men and that it will take consistent commitment to managing stress and emotions every day in order to prevent it from happening again. I do not want to cheat on my H again. I have come clean and want to stay that way. I will not insult my H by suggesting he believe me. I need to do this for both of us. I am like the alcoholic who can no longer have a single drink. I feel that if I trust myself I will let down my guard. I am also afraid that if I define myself this way I am setting myself up to give up.
Since D-day I have been putting more effort than ever into taking care of my H, his physical, mental and emotional needs. I work part time, so this has been easier than it would have been otherwise. I try harder to make sure his shirts are ironed, dinner is cooked, his muscles are massaged, and that I accept responsibility for times when he is upset or angry. Last night I began to feel resentful as I realized that I was turning myself into his servant. To be clear, my H does not want this. He wants the pain to go away, and there is nothing I can do about that now. So I am worried that I am steps away from giving up, particularly after this morning's conversation when he expressed his lack of hope that I will ever change.
So this is why I am writing to SI now, I don't want to lose hope. I was willing to leave if he wanted me to in January (though of course it would have been devastating) but he wants me to stay. I am committed to putting everything I have into R until he says the word, as it is really up to him in the end.
Thanks for listening.
Oh, and one more thing- I will not respond to private messages, for reasons stated above. Please do not take this personally.
[This message edited by facethemusic at 8:25 AM, September 7th (Tuesday)]