BraveSirRobin,
What is different this time, is that in the past when this happened I did not put any kind of effort into making anything better. I gave ultimatums, did not get therapy for what I have done, with him, and before him. I had an awful selfish way of thinking that I did not have to earn or work for love, that I did not have to deal with what I have done. Expecting him to just move on and deal with it. I put no effort in whatsoever.
The last time I cheated was an EA was about 7 years ago, texting and pictures (not naked) that lasted about a week. 3 years prior to that I cheated on him and left and then came back. I lied up until this past August of the truth of those incidents, and I finally told him the honest truth, no more secrets or lies of what I had done. I have been faithful and committed since the last time, but I was in delusion, denial, I was still lying and somehow thinking that If I don't go out anywhere, I don't have social media, I work and come home, access to my phone, my email, that he would see that I love him and want to be with him for the rest of my life. Such a fucked up way of thinking, I know that.
Since August, I have started IC. I found a psychologist who I trusted and felt good with. I bought the books 'How to help your spouse' and 'after the affair'. I read them multiple times, did the exercises, tried to apply what I was learning. I started a journal, started to really dive in and understand the reasons behind why I was so shitty and selfish. I do try to tell him about this, but it comes across as excuses and not taking responsibility, even though I have expressed multiple times that there is noone, and nothing to blame but myself for my choices and actions. I did that, and I own that. I try to be there for him to talk to whenever he wants, middle of the night, whatever, I have been there the best I could to hear his pain and take it head on. I never get upset or say things like, I've already apologised, or get over it. I say I am sorry constantly, because I mean it. I don't expect anything from him. I struggle with depression and suicidal thoughts, guilt, shame, feelings of hatred of myself and what I did. I try to walk this line of dealing with my own stuff, and yet at the same time, try to be a healer and be strong for him. I took a polygraph, but waited to long to get it done. He asked me to do the first month, and I didn't do it until 2 weeks ago. Actually, he asked me 14 years ago, and I didn't do it until now. I am the worst and I know it.
I understand that I was running away from my pain, pain from things that happened before him, pain from parental divorce and my mother's suicide attempt. I wasn't there for them for these things and I felt so bad about it. Numbing it with alcohol, drugs, and compliments and attention from other men, anything to hide from who I was, I didn't want to be me, and I did what I could to flee. All the while, he was in pain from me cheating and never doing anything to make it better in any way. I skewed my thinking to justify my behaviour, I was absolute destruction to him, and didn't care because I was too focused on myself and wanting to be anyone else but me. I hated myself tremendously.
That is a big part of why I know I will never do it again, and I haven't since the last time. I made a choice, that I wanted him and nobody else, and that would not change, and it has not. I know now that I am the only one who can heal myself, that I am the only one that can make me happy and deal with my issues, and I am working on it everyday. I feel his pain, I see it, it tears me up and I know I would never do that again to him. I would honestly rather die.
Sometimes I think the only way to guarantee that he will never suffer at my hands again is to let him go. I feel selfish and self centered. I should have just walked away so many times, and let him find someone who would not hurt him the way I did.
Sometimes I think that I can be the one to make him happy, that I can be his everything again, and we can have the life and dreams that we had hoped for.
I know in my heart that I would never do it again. Not to him, not to anyone. I am not the person I was 7, 10, 15 years ago. I understand myself more than I every have before, and still learning and will be for years.
I don't know if I see it as my choice, every day that he is here is more than I expected, more than I thought I would have. I thought he would leave or kick me out right after I told him. At this time, we are planning for a separation at the end of January. I would leave now, but he has said he wants the peace of mind that I will be OK financially and whatnot. He doesn't want to have to worry about me once we split. I will find my own place and we will say goodbye. I know that I have to let him go in order for him to heal, it is not happening with me here. I still make it worse but deflecting, minimising, interrupting him, using the word 'just'. When I do I try to stop right away, but the damage is done. I am not doing the right things all the time, and it is something I try to work on every minute, every time he speaks to me.
This just turned into a ramble. I am sorry, I am new at posting, and my thoughts run away from me. That is just scratching the surface. There is so much more to it.
[This message edited by Kitchentable123 at 7:39 PM, December 8th (Sunday)]