This time last year I was in hell and my husband was in the last stages of his fog before I blew the whole thing up. I didn't even know about his most recent (and most devastating) affair. I just knew that after 3 years of us supposedly being in R, he had decided that to truly be 'himself' he needed to go back to polyamory. He wanted another wife and I just wasn't enough. He was fixated on a friend of mine he'd introduced me to but she supposedly wasn't in to him and she was appalled by his behavior and was supposedly helping us through our issues...mostly by siding with me and telling him straight up that his behavior wasn't 'poly' at all...and that I was the best thing he ever could have had. What a blessing I was to him because I loved him so deeply even after all we'd gone through and he'd perpetrated so far. Blah blah blah They'd actually been having an affair and she was eating up the fact that even though I was so amazing, she must be even more so because she could take him right out from under me. But again, at this point, I didn't know about that. I thought I had a real friend backing me up.
Then he told me I wasn't the most important thing to him and he wasn't in love with me. My kids came and told me very odd stories about her which amounted to her trying to cause splitting between them and me and I told both my husband and my 'friend' to get out of my house (she had moved in after losing her apartment).
When he wouldn't remove his wedding ring, OW got mad and sent me an email outing them.
It was a disaster of epic proportions but sadly, not an uncommon story for so many here. It's funny that they all think their situation is so unique and special when in reality, it's just SO common!
Anyways, I feel like I spend a lot if time 'ruining' things. I have a hard time just spending a full day with my husband. Often, the blow ups seem like they come from no where although in reality, I've been triggered by a memory. I try to instigate making love with my husband just to be plagued with the memory of him saying I wasn't aggressive enough and OW chiming in (as if she'd know?) that I wasn't very aggressive sexually...WTF? To that I said that my legs opening and closing was in direct proportion to how he was acting and she conceded that point but again WTF?
My WS is doing and saying all the right things but now, almost a year out, I still feel so worthless. I'm bipolar so I struggle with ths up and down all the time anyways but I've also been told and shown so many times that I'm not enough that its ridiculously hard to separate chemical imbalance from reality.
We try to go on a date, I ruin it. He tries to tell me how beautiful I am, I ruin it.
I'm so tired of this. I understand tat the reasons for the affair crap don't have much to do with me. I really do get it but....I seem to have something to do with attracting people who treat me badly. Ive done a lot f personal work on boundaries etc but the past just keeps on coming.
Now, my husband has all but had a revival. It will be interesting to see what he does with it. So far, so good...but I feel like my pain and mind movies will damn everything no matter how changed he is! He will get sick of my negative responses at some point. I'm a handful at best but now, I'm just as weak as OW decided to call me....which I find a little funny because she was enjoying a big dose of my 'weakness' as I kicked her out with no job and no where to go. I wasn't weak at all then...but now? I feel like a deflated balloon.
How do others get over this hurdle of ruining everything with my own continued pain?
How do you get over feeling like a stupid fool for even trying to get to a place of R? How do you just make love without feeling like nothing about him (or her) are yours and you are no good but might as well try any ways?
I'm frustrated and I'm tired of continually causing problems even though nothing bad is happening now.