Honey, yesterday afternoon I said some cruel things to you. I'd been relatively nice the past week or so, but the painful revelations from May 9 - and the knowledge that you had been lying and trickling out the truth for almost 3 months - sort of ate away at me and I guess it all came out. You understandably had enough, and said some pretty harsh things back to me. To defuse the situation, I went and got a hotel room, which will be my home for the next two days.
I don't like myself when I act like that. A person, even an unfaithful spouse, can only take so much grief before the natural inclination to fight back kicks in.
So I just wanted to say I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I'm not handling the news of your 10-11 month sexual affair with another man well. I'll try harder.
I'm sorry that I'm not handling the news that you did everything in bed with him that you do with me well. I'll try harder.
I'm sorry that I'm struggling with the reality that you exposed yourself to pregnancy, and both of us to STDs, during your affair. I guess I just assumed that you'd be smarter about things. I'll try harder.
I'm sorry that the public nature of your affair is something that I find especially humiliating, especially once I found out that our daughters found out about the affair very early in the process, and you continued right up until that grim day in February when I caught you on the phone with the OM. I'll try harder.
I'm sorry that finding out that you received and exchanged nude pictures with the OM is so upsetting. Maybe it would be less so if our daughters hadn't seen a picture of the OM's penis, but it's pretty much a horror show any way you look at it. I'll try harder.
I'm sorry that our 16 year marriage (at the time) was something that you found so easy to disregard and betray. I find that quite disturbing. I'll try harder.
I'm sorry that, during our marriage, you told another man that you loved him many, many times. And that you kissed him, many many times. That's tough to deal with, but I'll try harder.
I'm sorry that you betrayed me without even sitting me down for a long talk about what you perceived was wrong in our marriage. That you didn't feel that even one MC session was in order before taking the plunge with the OM. Perhaps I'm being insensitive to what you were going through at the time, but I'll try harder.
I'm sorry that I'm still bitter about all of the lies you told me the past year. That I'm bitter about the fact that I often babysat our precious twins so my wife could go out and have sex with another man under the guise of "just dancing with friends" and "girls night out". I'll try harder.
And I'm sorry that you don't think your attempts at honesty, transparency, and R are getting you anywhere right now. That this whole process is more difficult and painful than you could have imagined. I feel the same way. I'll try harder to validate your efforts.
I'm sorry that the sweet words and physical affection that has come flowing my way these past 91 days, but which you largely deprived me of for much of our marriage, hasn't been enough to fully heal me, yet. I guess some wounds don't heal that fast. I'll try harder.
I'm sorry that a marriage I was once so proud of has been tarnished, disrespected, defiled and degraded. Many times over. That's a very hard reality for me to deal with. But I'll try harder.
I'm sorry that I'm deeply disturbed by you texting and sexting the other man with me sitting right next to you, driving our family to a Florida beach vacation. And that you also did so at the dinner table. I'll try harder.
And finally, I'm sorry that I'm bothered by the fact that the reality that our precious children's intact, two-parent home was being put in extreme jeopardy, wasn't enough to make you stop or even slow down your destructive, lying behavior. I'll try harder.
Keep up the good R work, Honey.
Your loving husband.
[This message edited by Sal1995 at 12:27 AM, June 8th (Saturday)]