Sins,
I hear what you are saying but she implies that she was emotionally stunted and disliked intimacy with me but now she is with Gru she is all about the lurrve.
From the very first time we met she has been emotionally stunted and preferred emotionless sex. I've been with a few new ladies and they all say how tender and loving I am
I actually find it funny that she sought an opinion under the pretense of wanting an unbiased view but she sought it from a cheater whom it worked out for. She never had any intention of genuinely fighting for the marriage.
Here is the response of the woman she asked for advice:
Phew, right, finally I can sit down and reply properly. Ever since I saw your sister on Thursday and she mentioned what was happening with you, and how it struck her how similar our situations are/were, I've thought about you so much. There are so many similarities, it's brought back so many memories, and honestly, if I can help in any way possible, I will. I remember how horrendously confusing the whole situation is, how painful, how guilty you're undoubtedly feeling and the worst thing for me was how alone I felt so if I can help with that, even just a little, let me know.
It sounds to me, from the brief info below, that if the shock of BS finding out and everything blowing up hasn't made you panic and cling to what you know and already have, then you're already further down the line than it being a mid-life crisis or infatuation that will blow over. And everything you say about Gru and how you both feel also sounds like far more than a passing fling. It's true, you shouldn't just throw away a marriage, especially with children, but it's not like things were wonderful and now in comparison, BS simply can't compete with the new, exciting Gru. Sometimes we can just pootle along and things are OK, and then someone or something happens and it just opens your life up to far more possibilities and it's impossible to go back to how things were. This is exactly how I felt, almost word for word (even down to the age gap - I'm 38 and "poor new husband" is 34).
In a nutshell, I met poor BS at 16, we married when I was 25 and had our son when I was 27. Like you, I wouldn't ever have said he was my soulmate, or my perfect fit, but we did OK and while I often felt like he could do better or try harder, we rubbed along fine. He was a pretty good dad and adored DS, but I hurtled even further down his priorities, and I'd be lying if I said things were tickety boo all the time. We had a few rounds of fertility treatment after DS, which failed, and the way we coped with it really shone a light on the cracks in our relationship and made them unavoidable. I glossed over them for a while but struggled. BS's failings left me feeling very alone but they didn't feel big enough to leave over, esp as I had DS to think of.
I already knew POS. We worked together and he'd become one of my closest friends. Without realising it, I started to talk more to him than BS, and rely on him more for support. I then handed in my notice to leave and couldn't understand why I was so upset, but then I realised that POS wasn't just my workmate, but I felt more than I should. On my leaving do, we spent every moment together and I think we'd both come to realise that we felt more for each other than just friendship. We didn't act on it, but we began emailing and it was obviously instantly that this was huge. He was also married, and as soon as we both acknowledged how we felt (those were awkward emails), POS was completely upfront about how 'right' it felt and that, for him, there was no going back, even though nothing had 'happened'.
I won't waffle on about the detail right now (though will share it if it helps you), but the upshot is that we acknowledged how we felt in April, POS left his wife in May, knowing that there was every chance I would stay with BS. POS and I, desperate to do the decent thing, didn't act on our feelings physically, but the emotional betrayal couldn't have been more - I was at home, trying to make it work, but emailing my heart, soul and dreams to POS. Like you, I felt that I'd met my perfect match and had never, ever felt about BS the way I did about POS. All the cliches really came out but it felt (and still does) like POS and I belonged together, and really, it was just inevitable that I'd find the courage from somewhere and we'd end up together.
And we did. This was all in 2006, a hideous year, but we've now been together for fast approaching seven years and married for three and have had more babies, two beautiful little girls. I won't lie - the early days were crazy. Incredibly tough at times as I was tormented with guilt over BS and over DS and how he'd cope, but also magical at being free to be with the man I completely adored. BS said he was heartbroken and I'd ruined his life and he'd never recover, and lots more besides but, within a week of me moving out, he went on a date and within a couple of months he met the woman he's now married to, so he recovered far better than I (or he, probably) expected. And we've both worked bloody hard, POS too (less so POS's wife, but that's another story) to make sure DS came through it as unscathed as possible. And DS is testament to how kids can survive it. He was five, and had just started school, and although he had a fair few wobbles in the first few months, he adapted remarkably quickly and his life hasn't been ruined, far from it. His world didn't come to an end, it just changed, and yes, most kids would prefer that Mummy and Daddy are together, but sometimes life just doesn't work out that way and it's not the end of the world. It sounds so trite, but if they see you happy and relaxed, they accept things and go with it, without question. They need to know that Mummy is still Mummy, and Daddy is still Daddy and that when they're with one, the other is still accessible, still there and that they're loved. BS and I both ensured we were on the end of the phone every single day that DS wasn't with us, and if DS wobbled and needed me, I'd be there and vice versa. And it worked. BS introduced his girlfriend quickly, which worried me, but DS coped fine and didn't ask a single question. POS and I took it slowly which felt better, and DS adored him from the word go. And POS adored DS too, and even now, they're so close it's lovely.
Everyone will have an opinion and a sense of what's right and wrong, but only you know how you feel, and have felt up until now. It may not be what people want or expect from you, but they will get over it, I promise. I lost a few friends along the way but I know now that they weren't true friends in the first place. And let people help you when you wobble, it's essential for you and the boys to have a security blanket of people who care. My parents were quietly pleased I'd left BS and by letting them help me when I needed it, they felt better for being able to do something. It also helped that my mum already had me when she met my dad (my real dad and she divorced when I was a baby and she met my stepdad almost immediately), so she was an endless source of support and advice at times, still is.
I felt terribly alone and the only thing that helped me was the fact I had Dave by my side. If you're confident that your future is with Richard, lean on him to help you through this. He'll want to, and he'll be your biggest cheering squad and support.
I find it fascinating. She says that anyone who dropped her as a friend wasn't a friend to begin with. Some happiness seems to come from the most awful betrayal
[This message edited by allatsea at 12:18 PM, February 11th (Tuesday)]