"I love him, even with all his faults. How can I not, if I love my imperfect self?"
This resonates with me. Through the past 7 months this was the reason I stuck around, because I knew that I was not perfect either.
I EMPATHIZED with him, with what he was going through, with the motivation for why he'd acted how he had.
However, at a certain point I realized that even if I'd had the exact same set of circumstances, the exact same motivation, the exact same feelings- I don't think I COULD HAVE CHEATED.
I don't think I WOULD have cheated.
He made a conscious decision-not once, not twice, but over the span of many hours, days, weeks-to continue his behavior.
At some point I stepped back and said "hey. I KNOW I am not perfect, but my soul deserves better. I deserve better. There is someone out there who can love me better (THERE IS!). There is someone out there who will not only value me more, but has the tools to value me as I deserve to be valued."
Guess what, I am not perfect, and neither is he. I empathize with his imperfections for the reason that I am NOT perfect.
I also will no longer allow his DECISIONS to affect my desire to better myself.
I can be a better person, and live a better life and still empathize with him. ON. MY. OWN.
Feeling sympathy and being invested are not the same thing.
My empathy is the one thing that kept me with him, now it is the only thing that keeps me civil to him.
It is what keeps me from telling him I am seeing someone else, that I no longer miss "him", that he is a failure.
My empathy keeps me human, and understands that he is also human.
But I am on MY journey now. Me. I can love him unconditionally without giving up my unconditional love for myself. For me, that meant divorce.
And so far I have not looked back.
Everything he has shown me since the divorce has been a continuation of my reasons for moving on and proof that even though on some level I do understand-that I did the right thing FOR ME.