Wow, I cannot tell you how humbling it is to receive such kindness from you guys. Thank-you with all my heart. I have read many post from this site but when I read words that were specifically written to me, I cried like a baby.
I read through your profiles and post. Some of you were strong enough to leave and some of you were strong enough to stay. You are fighting through your battles, which I know are horrific, and yet, you remain on the battle field so you can give a hand to others; like me. I know it has to hurt, yet you revisit your pain in order reach out to someone like me. I do not feel worthy of your support because my thoughts, words and imaginings are truly deplorable and far beneath the level of dignity, sympathy and understanding you extend my way. But, I do want you to know that reading the words you have written to me has helped.
I probably do not deserve it and for this, I apologize. My feelings are all over the place. I keep typing and deleting because there is so much ugliness and pain in my words; yet, when I re-type, the pain and ugliness is back on the page.
I have said all of this and much, much more to my WW and now I am saying it to you. My intent is to come across as the person I know myself to be; but maybe that person is gone and this is the person I am now. If that be the case, then I have yet another reason to despise WW.
I never intended to post on this forum; just read. I just wanted to learn how to deal, what to do. I have not found the answer. I think I am beyond help, even your help. I have read carefully the words you have written to me and I will tell you now, you are all better than I. I cannot see myself ever forgiving or getting past this betrayal. I cannot see me ever thinking a tender thought about her again. I cannot give her more than I have already given and I cannot be the fool and that is heart breaking. It is heartbreaking because I love her as much as ever and that is disgusting.
I will only settle for the wife I had, not the wife I now have. I loved the wife I had and, God help me, I still love the wife I have. During the day I have this reflexive impulse to call her, because I always called her several times a day, just to hear her voice. Immediately I have this sick, empty, lost feeling. I can’t call her. It would make me sick to hear her nice, concerned, sympathetic, understanding voice. “She has no right to ask me how I feel, she has no right to speak to me so kind.”
I do not want her to tell me one more time that she knows what she did. She DOES NOT know what she did. Somebody on this forum asked me the questions that “if I am sure I will not take her back, why not file for a divorce?” Because I can’t. I absolutely love her heart and soul. My entire identity is wrapped up in her. She has been my heart and soul and my highest inspiration; without her, what good am I? Yea, I know that’s a song, but that’s what it is.
Some nights I lay on the floor and just groan, wondering what I am, what have I done? I did not know that she had such power over me. I did not realize I was capable of feeling such unbearable anger, hurt, and love. The love part hurts every bit as much as the pain. I would pay any price to have this love surgically removed from my chest. It is what hurts me the most. The anger feels wonderful. The love hurts like hell.
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But to be honest, maybe the uppermost reason I do not divorce her is because it would be too easy for her. Sorry, I think that is part of this horrible truth. If I divorce her she might start to move on and I want her to hurt. She is hurting but I want her to continue hurting. I want her to continue begging and pleading.
This is not me. I have never been like that. I feel like I have become a Jeckyll and Hyde. I know this is wrong and I will probably pay for it someday.