Jimmy;
2 months after DDay I too said exactly what you are saying. In fact I remember a conversation with WW where I said;
"I drove you there, hell, I showered you, dressed you, put you in the car, drove you to his house, walked you to the door, knocked on the door, gave you a condom and said i'll be back in an hour. You are responsible for what you did then, BUT with my actions I am responsible for getting you there..."
These are the "actions" I felt responsible for;
No PDA
No holding hands
Falling asleep by 430pm so WW had to cook dinner on her own.
WW was fed up of looking at the back of my head every evening while I was on the computer.
She went shopping/school run etc on her own.
I didn't trust her.
I always checked up on her when I was at work.
I treated her like a child.
I wasn't fun; but too responsible.
I was often angry.
I didn't listen to her.
I only told her I loved her because I had to.
I only wanted her for sex.
There were more but these were the main ones, and apart from the last two, were pretty much true. As you can see her life was pretty much a misery....
So fast forward maybe a year and we are discussing the above, and she suddenly looks at me with pure horror and shock on her face, falls onto a chair and starts sobbing "oh my God, it was over nothing, oh my God it was bullshit" over and over again.
We had agreed on the reality of my actions;
No PDA
No holding hands
This is true... but a man can only be ridiculed for so long for being soppy. I wouldn't disrespect her wishes when she showed she was uncomfortable in public. I learn't the hard way to keep my hands to myself.
Falling asleep by 430pm so WW had to cook dinner on her own.
Again true, but I had been up since 4am, worked a mentally demanding job, drove an hour home, helped the kids with their homework all while WW was playing on the computer. half the time I would wake around six my DD cuddled up beside me with WW still on the PC and have to remind WW of the time and the kids needed feeding. I wasn't allowed to cook; "its MY kitchen". Its true I did set the kitchen on fire once when cooking, and I was NEVER allowed to forget it.
WW was fed up of looking at the back of my head every evening while I was on the computer.
Not every evening but pretty often, I couldn't get near it at any other time of the day as WW would be on it. It was pretty much the only company I had, WW would be engrossed with her phone or TV.
She went shopping/school run etc on her own.
True, But I always asked her "do you want me to come with you or do you need time alone". I was sometimes allowed to give her a lift in the car. I asked her where I was everytime she got home, her answer was "in the kitchen putting the kettle on for me", I asked her where she was everytime I got home from work; "sat in front of the TV on my phone."
I didn't trust her.
This was because every time we parted company I always said "Be careful please". I've always told her its my magic talisman, if I say it then everything will be ok, the one time I don't say it then something bad will happen, and that it wasn't her I didn't trust but all the other assholes out there. But my explanation didn't fit with her perception of me at the time so she dismissed it.
I always checked up on her when I was at work.
I just wanted to hear her voice and know she was ok, reassurance that nothing bad had happened.
I treated her like a child.
I wasn't fun; but too responsible.
Yup I did and yes and yes. Unfortunately I believed someone had to be the parent, someone had to be careful, someone had to be there ready in case something bad happened. How you act, so you are treated.
I was often angry.
I didn't listen to her.
Six words; "I'm fine." "I'M FINE." "I'M FINE!!" Usually in response to my "are you OK?" "whats up?" "can I help?".
I only told her I loved her because I had to.
I asked her if I was an honest person, she told me I was the most honest person she had ever known, and then the penny dropped. Apparently I said it so often it just couldn't be true, and it didn't fit with the ogre she "wanted" me to be...
I only wanted her for sex.
She saw every physical contact as me asking for sex, I just craved contact. Physical touch being my primary love language, turns out that hers is too, now, but she had repressed it due to FOO issues.
The moral of all that I just wrote? (apart from it being cathartic for me).
It took us a long time to move from the "I drove you to it" to understanding the reality of the situation without our personal bias influencing us. Most of the time it wasn't that WW rewrote the marriage history, but that her perception at the time was off kilter.
One further thing to add.
Naturally we talked about how I perceived her and her actions pre-A and the reality of them.
Her conclusion was a stunned shake of the head and the question;
"why wasn't it you? why didn't you have the A's?"
My answer;
"Because I love you, always have always will. I wanted US to be happy, not just me....."
Hope all this helps someone somewhere....