I am posting today with a sense of deep hopelessness, which is not new for me during the process. We just hit 7 months post-DDay, and the routine for the past month or two has been something like this:
1. Enjoy a nice week together during the week and at least one good day on the weekend.
2. Something that happens that triggers me, always on the weekend. A nightmare, something my WS says/does (this is less often now), a song (a big fuck you to Vampire Weekend for literally making the chorus of their happy-go-lucky sounding new song about cheating), an intrusive thought, a new question, whatever.
3. The trigger puts me in a bad place and I spent a day or so miserable.
4. The misery turns to hopelessness, where I think over and over that I cannot accept what she did, cheating is a deal breaker for me, and we're wasting both our time trying to pretend that it isn't.
As far as Flawed goes, she is what this site would call an A+ Wayward (tell my past self that that is a sentence I would ever type). She is still immersed in improving herself, she is patient with me and doesn't run away from my anger/misery, she is remorseful as she has always been, she's still in IC, we started a new MC, etc. I truly believe she is a better person and I do not fear her cheating on me again.
But all I can think is: You fucked up the natural order of things. "Us" shouldn't exist. You got caught cheating while we were just dating, we should have broken up back then. I don't want this life, life as a "cheated on" person. I don't want triggers in my life forever. I want to be with someone where infidelity is not a part of our story.
I keep having this bad dream about our 50th anniversary, we're dancing and "I only have eyes for you" comes on and I just run out of the room and want to kill myself.
I get so mad at her, because I love our life together, and I still love her, and I just feel like it can't work. She let me see this version of our life for 12 years as if the infidelity didn't happen and I loved it, and now I can't have it anymore. I keep yearning to go back in time and learn the full truth and just end it back then. I don't think I will ever stop resenting her for what she did and lying to me.
She knew that it was a deal breaker, she knew I couldn't take what she did, how sensitive and fragile and insecure I was, and that's why she lied. She lied and hid and let me believe I had the life I always wanted, the "her" that I wanted, this amazing girl who was beautiful and fun and loved me and committed to me when she could have had anyone. Except she didn't.
What we didn't have were kids or a house or much of anything at all. Breaking up would have been so fucking easy, but she loved me and wanted to build this life with me, even if I couldn't love her back if I knew what she did. Even if that life was built on a rotten foundation. Her answer was to let me love the version of her she presented and tuck the rest far away.
So I just keep marching on, hoping one day I either gather the courage to file for D and just be done and start over fresh (with joint custody and a home to sell and assets to split and on and on, I get so angry thinking of it), or I magically find acceptance and forgiveness even though I highly doubt it will ever happen. I guess this is what limbo is all about. It really sucks.
I hate that I feel like her confession has made her a better person and me a worse person. I hate that I think she deserves better than me now. Not then, but now. Because she is a good person now, but what she did is too personal to me and I can't let it go and I am now a miserable person, mean, agitated, vindictive. I hate how much happier I am at work and out of her presence, how normal I feel, how the affair seems to melt away and be replaced by everything else I have to do. I yearn for that.
I think the best thing I can report is that I do still love her, and so when I can go a day or two without thinking about her A, I can feel really good with her and enjoy ourselves with our kids and still have great sex. It just feels so fleeting, I always know I am one thought away from misery and starting over and it feels like it will never end as long as I'm with her. My IC tells me to divorce someone you love is next to impossible, some days I hope she is right and others I want to prove her wrong.
Anyway, here I am venting again, not sure what I'm looking for but that's my update.