I am now almost exactly 5 months out from DD. I have been on AD's for over a month. The AD's have helped immensely. The depression is manageable, but I was still raging up until the last number of days. My employer gave me a written warning for performance and I had to do something. I have been on AD's before and disliked the side affects (ie inability to sleep, yet yawning constantly and the affects on sex drive, insatiable sex drive, yet unable to orgasm). I sat with the prescription for a month hoping I could avoid them. A typical work day for me is 8-10 hours. For the first 3-4 months after DD I was working 6 or less hours a day, extended lunch hours, late arrivals, early departues, extended coffee breaks. I could not focus on much. I had barely enough energy and focus to create the image of being engaged on some level. Regardless, my results revealed it all. The warning letter was a wake up call and I think I will be able to salvage my job. I have been working 50-60 hours a week for the past number of weeks and feel good about work.
Until yesterday, the raging has not stopped. The utter devastation, pain, sadness that my wife's A caused me has not diminished. The intervals at which I fall into these emotional sink holes has lengthened. My resentment for my wife remains in tact. There is no other way to describe it, other than I just don't feel or see her remorse. She will speak to me about the A. She apologizes regularly. Yet she does not seem to be sincere or patient. Without saying anything of the sort, she appears to be tired of my depression and resentment. She tells me she is remorseful, but I tell her I need more.
I was reading some advice given after my initial posts. Only wanting advice from those that have R'd, was silly and naive. I have not taken full control to this point, which has ultimately sent the message to my wife that she doesn't have to do the hard work, that she will keep her family and hope my rage will diminish over time. If I or my wife had described to an outsider the things she has done for the marriage post DD, it would sound like she has been working. I have heard us speak, in MC, about the actions she has taken, and the work she has done and part of me thinks yes she has been trying, but my gut says its half hearted and without truly feeling my pain.
I moved out for a week in July. We spoke over the phone during this time and I thought she finally got it. I did not have permanent accommodation and had to move, and chose to move back home. Beyond the first few days of my return, things returned to the way they had been before I left. Then in August I felt I had an epiphany, clarity that I wasn't ever going to be able to get over her A as long as we were still married. The relief I felt of 'making a decision' was so liberating. I felt optimistic, free, with a little bit of happiness. This was an illusion of course in many ways. The complications of divorce, and children, while explored before, ruined the simplicity of my 'decision'. Nonetheless, I resoundingly told my wife, I finally realized I could never recover from what she did and that the marriage had to end. I have detailed before, how my wife responds, reacts, when her world closes in on her and this is what happened again. I felt her remorse and empathy for a number of days, as I contemplated, however seriously, separation and divorce. I have stayed up until this last week when I softened 'my decision' and told her I just needed to move out for a while and that I had found an apartment to stay at. This should not have been a surprise to her given our endless talks, arguments and yelling, yet it was. That night I came home from work and went to the basement to sleep until I could arrange a moving truck and finalize my new accommodations. She came down wanting to talk and I indulged her. She was compassionate and empathetic but also passive aggressive and angry. She 'manipulated' me, into having sex with her, as we have almost daily since DD. The sex has been great and the one place we are able to connect and see eye to eye.
As I entered our bedroom, her phone caught my eye on the night stand. While I do check my wife's phone, it would normally not be in this situation. Something told me to grab it. I checked messages and texts and abnormally checked the phone log. My wife's A was carried out in person or text/messaging, with almost no phone calls. In the initial wake of DD, I took it upon myself to leave the AP's cell number in her contact list and titled it "I love you, don't do it" and there it was as plain as day in her call log. There had been a 37 minute call to him earlier in the day. Why didn't she delete it? I was dumbfounded. I called her over and said perplexed and in absolute disbelief, "Whats this?". Her first response was to act confused herself and then to deny she had anything to do with the log of the call in the display, that she was as perplexed as I was and then it dawned on me and her face. I saw her ability to lie straight faced in a way I had never see before. I went into complete and absolute panic and rage. I left and cooled off for a few hours. The terror and stimulation of driving 160kms an hour in an 80km zone was welcome piece to the torment I was in. There was no traffic on the road. This was yesterday.
....and then I returned home. I don't understand my emotions now. I am complacent, accepting , apathetic to the spot I find myself in, with my wife. I don't despise her. I don't fear her. Its like I am empathizing with her. Its like I understand and am satisfied with her explanation of being in utter panic when I said I was moving out and that she had nowhere to go, no one to speak to. Many of her friendships have either ended or faded away. Her AP had been nice to her, had comforted her in many ways. I am even complacent, unemotional about knowing that the last few months could have been filled with lies, that she may have hooked up with him several times. Its like I believe her even despite all indications that she cannot be trusted. I believe her when she tells me she hasn't seen or spoken to him since the last time! Or maybe its because I feel powerless for the first time since DD. This may be how forgiveness feels in some ways.
I don't know whats going to happen from here. Tomorrow I may decide its all over again. Maybe my wife can't stay away. I have accepted I can't control her. 5 months is early. There are many things I like about my wife still. If it only were all that simple.
She has arranged a date night for us tonight. She proposed finally getting rid of/destroying the diary. I never thought I'd be spending a date night with my wife at Home Depot purchasing lighter fluid and an aluminum turkey roasting pan to celebrate torching her diary. What will the neighbours think when they see the flames =). I am smiling and crying at the same time.