Hi every one. I’ve been lurking here for over a year but this is my first post. I’ll try to be brief in my story, but it’s a lengthy one, so bear with me.
WH started having an emotional affair with an office assistant in April of 2015. It only lasted about 5 weeks before I figured it out, and immediately demanded he fire her and cut contact. He did fire her, and he said he cut contact. We began couples counseling at that time. I was 6 months pregnant with our 3rd baby on Dday. (In hindsight, should have pushed for IC at that time).
At the end of August of 2015 I found out that he had only gone NC for 3 weeks, and then he continued the affair… and it had escalated to a PA. I was devastated but also 6 weeks post-partum, so I tossed him into our basement guest room and immediately demanded he begin IC. I started IC too. I had post-partum depression badly with my first pregnancy, and I was terrified I’d go down that rabbit hole again, so a lot of my focus was on myself and baby. Luckily, with the help of my OB and an awesome IC, it didn’t happen.
In October of 2015, AP contacted WH and he responded. I found out immediately (he sort of sucks at having affairs), and by that time I had found SI-- I threw him out and filed for legal separation. This finally seemed to break the fog, the whole getting served thing. We began R in earnest, and it sucked. He lived out of the home for 2 months, and we decided he should move back in if we were going to give R a real go. I should add here—my biggest mistake at this time was NOT calling the OW’s husband. I had my reasons, but in hindsight, HUGE HUGE HUGE mistake. The fantasy wasn’t completely dead.
It seemed to go okay for about 6 months, but as I came out of shock and realized the enormity of the betrayal, it seemed WH couldn’t handle that level of anger/hurt. Also, I’m a child and adolescent therapist. I love feelings and talking about “whys” and I think the world is made up of beautiful rainbows of gray. At the time, WH saw the world in black and white, could barely name 5 feelings, prefers surface level, and was never allowed to make his own choices growing up. He’s not even sure he chose his profession or if his parents chose for him. Love was conditional upon success in his home, so he achieved by whatever means necessary. The world or people weren’t to be trusted, so he didn’t (and doesn’t) really have true friends. His only relationships were with woman. He’s charming and very successful and handsome, and prior to our marriage, was a serial monogamist. He would date a woman for 3-5 years, and then cheat on her and move on when the “in love” feeling wore off—my assessment, not his. Obviously, I didn’t have this info when I married him; this has all been put together along the way. So the way I see it…. he got overwhelmed in the marriage and with our life, was panicked because I’m a train wreck when pregnant and because our marriage was already struggling with 2 littles and now we were adding a 3rd… and basically, he had his usual exit affair instead of manning up and asking for counseling, or for a divorce. Only this time, there was a sh*tload more at stake by having an affair, and obviously he didn’t think that through.
Eventually, I can see him withdrawing as he flounders to figure out how to truly R, and finally in February of 2016, he says he wants a divorce. He says he’s too scared he’ll hurt me again, and that he’s broken, and that he messed up too far beyond to save it. I take him at face value. He moves out, we tell our children this time that we are not going to stay married (oldest now 4, so that convo SUCKED), we plan a fair custody agreement with no issues, and start implementing it. 1 week later, he changes his mind, and is a train wreck. I admit, I thought he finally “got it.” However, I say tough shit and carry forward, and tell him we will live separately but I won’t file D if he continues to show me he’s working on himself, remorseful, and putting in insane effort. My biggest worry always is messing with the kids, so I’m insistent upon keeping their world as if we ARE D’ing.
Welp, apparently, in March, he got a burner phone and contacted the AP. The EA began again. All records indicate no PA this go round, they were too terrified of getting caught to see each other much, but spoke on the phone and texted daily. I find out in May, because again, he sucks at having an affair and obviously subconsciously wants me to know. I immediately, within 2 hours, call the AP’s husband. I tell him EVERY THING, and apologize in earnest for not calling him much earlier. We talk on and off for weeks. AP hasn’t spoken to WH since the day I called her husband (supposedly). I don’t think she ever intended to D… this wasn’t an exit affair for her, it seems. They are still attempting to R. AP’s husband and I are still in occasional contact.
So… I plan my divorce and keep my whits about me, while also being devastated and somehow still shocked. I keep a very safe distance and have minimal interactions. For a lot of financial reasons I’m not comfortable putting out on the internet, staying legally married is beneficial to me and my children. I’m NOT in a rush to go through with the actual divorce (and yes, I have a very good attorney). The other important thing to note: our surface level compatibility is ridiculously good. We parent the same, we enjoy the same activities, we often crave the same food at the same time. We have no issues being in the same space and being kind/respectful/warm to each other. At this time, I’m not worried about the kids, they’re doing great (thankfully).
When it all blew up in May, WH doubled his individual therapy. In July, I notice for the first time EVER that he seems to have developed insight. Just a tad. He shared it with me and I acted like I didn’t care, but the co-parent and therapist in me were happy to see the progress. August rolls around and there’s more insight, and then empathy too. There’s connection to his FOO stuff, there’s acknowledgment on a level I’ve never heard or seen, and I do take notice. Last month, he shares with me a connection he made to his childhood that I’ve been hoping he’d make for YEARS. He cried when he told me. I listened and told him I was happy for him. In that moment, I felt my heart open the tiniest bit to R.
And yet, as I type this all out for the first time, I see how horrific it is. I see what I would be signing back up for. He says he’s 100% committed to reconciling and that he’s working on everything he needs to do/understand to be a safe partner. What I hear out of his mouth is different these days. He’s terrified he’ll have an affair again somewhere down the line, and so I told him there’s no real R until he’s as sure as any one person can be that he won’t. But even the honesty of him being terrified by who he is and what he does was refreshing.
Does anyone see any hope here? Or am I am absolute lunatic for considering this? I’m ready for 2x4s but admit they won’t be easy to hear. Thanks for your time in just reading this novel!