my question is, are there waywards out there who have felt this way, but later on ended up cheating again anyway? and if you dont mind telling your stories, what are the reason(s) why you think you ended up reverting to infidelity again?
My first affair was almost 7 or 8 years ago while dating and living together but not married. Buried it and never told.
Second affair 1.5 years ago. Confessed a few days after which led to panic attacks over previous incidents. Other topics not going all the way to cheating have occurred as well, wife knows everything I do at this point and is ok with it, because she says she believes I have had my wake up moment.
I DO believe people can change, but it takes something happening I can't put my finger on, to make it stick.
When things happened before I felt guilt, but not enough to stop or confess. This time is different.
I am truly realizing what I could have lost (which is selfish but true) and I just feel different than before.
I cannot lie to my wife or others anymore. Not even the littlest white lies like "I took this route from work" when in reality I took another one.
Sex is not as important or present in my mind as a result of all this. In fact, all the anxiety has led to severe performance issues that have led to medical intervention at 33 years old.
In short, I think it's different for everyone. It takes realizing what you can lose, and how selfish a person you've been.
But, after going through what I have, I do truly believe that we can change.
I, for one, WILL NOT cheat again. I do not look at women anymore like that and every time I think "wow that woman is attractive" another thought follows saying "but she isn't the mother of your children. She doesn't have the smile your wife had on our wedding day. She doesn't know everything about you and accept you for who you are , not who you could be.
Thinking good thoughts for you and your family.
EDIT: forgot to mention in my rant - I am still pursuing the real, deep "why" for the infidelity.
For the first, I think it was because I needed a "kick" to get me to the next step. I came home and once I selfishly buried my guilt, I knew instantly that she was the one.
The second, I think, was because I felt unwanted and undervalued by my wide. She was sleeping CONSTANTLY, I was doing all washing, cooking, cleaning, laundry, watching our two kids, PLUS working full time. One night I just snapped. I went to a strip club meaning to enjoy myself, but never intended for what happened to happen. It just did. I was drunk and stupid and selfish, but i am still digging to find the real "why".
But like I said, I think it's different for all.
I hope this helps. I know you're hurting, even if it's a different hurt than mine, and I am sorry for what you're going through.
Hugs and hope to you.
[This message edited by RegretfulHusband at 9:48 PM, January 7th (Tuesday)]