Hi Everyone,
Last Sunday I sat down and told my H all of it. It was the hardest thing Ive ever done, I thought I was going to vomit beforehand, and my hands were shaking so bad as I sat there with him. And as I started to tell him, I couldn't believe this was me saying these words, dragging them out of the shadows and bringing them in to the light of day. My H lay there stunned and barely saying anything, there was the odd question but he was in shock. He did say later that day, before I had to go to work, that he didn't know what to do with all of this and that he didn't know whether he could stay with me. As hard as that was to hear, I completely understood.
My H lay around in an almost catatonic state for 2 days,and slept alot. My stomach was in turmoil, but underlying this was a feeling of pride in myself that I had done it, and also some peace in that I could not control the outcome. We have talked on and off throughout the week, made difficult to get decent chunks of time as work, kids need to be attended to.
But a week after Dday, we are doing Ok and although there has been some HB, we are feeling close. My H's anger and hurt is still there but we are talking through it and although he couldn't touch me for first couple of days, he allowed me to stay connected to him physically by touching and cuddling him when we slept. A big thing for him and he did appreciate me doing this, even if he couldn't.
Its going to be an ongoing conversation, but for the first time in my life, I have a feeling of the fear Ive always felt seeping away and the slow budding of self-respect that has been seriously lacking.
Being here on SI played a huge part in my decision to confess and a wise member wrote somewhere "it is the confession, not the priest, that gives absolution". It is so true.
I wish I had done this a long time ago, but I think I needed to do a few things first to get where I had the courage to do it, and letting go of the outcome, knowing I would be OK no matter what, was an important aspect.
So thank you SI, and everyone who has given me such encouragement, and the odd wee 2x4 (UO). Just what I needed to start the healing.
Holding myself accountable and telling the truth has created a space of real honest dialogue between me and my H and it has also given me the sense that if I can tell my H these terrible things I have done, and survive it, that I can do anything. It has made me examine my boundaries, and the patterns of not only my marriage, but all other relationships Ive had whereby infidelity played a role in every single one Ive ever had, me as WSO or BSO.
Lots of stuff to reflect on.