It's been quite a while since I posted or read SI for a while. My BH and I are getting a divorce--paperwork is almost finished. Today I dropped off kiddo after a great long weekend together; I had to go into the bedroom to let the dog out of his crate (BH got delayed in getting car repaired). I stopped in my tracks, as the furniture had been rearranged. This is no longer my, our, bedroom I thought. And, it never will be again.
I read some threads in the Divorced forum, and feel so awful for those who have nasty spouses. I know I'm the one who stepped out on the marriage, I know I'm the one who made poor choices. I still don't want a divorce, but love my BH and want him to find peace.
I just wanted to say sorry.
I'm sorry I didn't confide in my BH when I felt alone.
I'm sorry that I didn't trust my friends and seek their advice to help me through my thoughts--that they were there to help me, not judge me.
I'm sorry that I betrayed my marriage and vows.
I'm sorry that I betrayed my husband.
I'm sorry I wasn't resilient enough to push through the hard times, for better or worse.
I'm sorry that I didn't work harder in trying to reconcile, to communicate at 110%, to try to understand 110%.
I'm sorry to my son for making life more confusing.
I'm sorry to my parents and family for not being the daughter you raised.
I'm sorry to my BH's family for hurting such a good person.
I'm sorry to the OM's wife and children for betraying your trust and friendship.
I'm sorry to the BS's that have endured so much pain.
Walking into that room today has been yet another reminder that I have to keep healing, I have to keep working, I have to keep living so that I never have to say "I'm sorry" because I didn't learn from the worst thing I've ever done.