I haven't posted in awhile. This isn't out of frustration or "giving up". I've just been in a state of turmoil and trying to do what's right by my BW. I've also been reading a ton of SI threads that my wife has recommended. I think some of you have been corresponding with her via her thread on JFO or one of the other forums. She has read a few posts on this thread, and has commented once (HellenKeller). She told me last weekend that she isn't going to read this thread anymore, because she's concerned that some of you may view anything I post as "acting" or "grandstanding" or whatever because she is reading. So as far as the two of us are concerned, she isn't reading this and so I'm not writing any of this to impress her.
Also: I've been told by her and by some of you that what and how I write here is just to "protect my image". I don't feel like I've been doing that. I feel like I've been being sincere. I'm a fairly effective writer, so I think that sometimes comes off as "too good" or "fake". I dunno. I can't help that. All I can do is to say that I am earnestly here to try to understand what's wrong with me, what the hell allowed me to be okay with making the choices I made and doing the things I did, and how I can make sure I don't do them again. And most importantly, how I MUST be with my wife (how I can be safe for her and help her) so that reconciliation has a shot.
I want to share some of the things that have happened over the past week, some 'revelations' I guess you could call them, some things I've been (still am?) stuck on, the things I've been doing and the things I am planning to do. Not for your approval or validation or for any "atta boys". I just feel like I can't get meaningful support/advice unless I do this with authenticity. My BW says she wants to see acknowledgement, understanding, repentance, and demonstrable change, before she can even begin to take me seriously about R. So this post is all about acknowledgement.
I have shared some of the mistakes I have made since D-Day (Monday July 17) already, and it's only in retrospect, through conversation with my BW, and through the 2x4's I've gotten here that I'm starting to understand why they were mistakes and how big they were. I'm talking about:
1. Continued contact with OP's (plural) after D-Day. That lasted for a few days, but there has been NC from me to them since 7/19 (maybe 7/20...can't remember). My "main" OP contacted me on my work email on 7/26. I replied only to say I can't be in contact with her, and I shared that email thread proactively with my BW immediately. OP actually emailed me again at work yesterday; I haven't replied and I won't, and I forwarded it to my wife so she is aware. I was in contact with another OP via phone for a few days -- at that stage I considered her "just a friend" and her insight was good "support for me". Now I see that was selfish and stupid and wanton disregard for my wife. Any contact with any of these OP's was selfish extensions of my EA and continued acts of betrayal, plain and simple. I see that now. In any case, all contact has ceased, and I am not looking for any more. Frankly, the thought of it nauseates me now. I am actually consciously trying to foment hatred for these people; to regard them as threats to my marriage and my family and to my wife's mental health.
2. my choice to go to Atlantic City for a work conference less than two weeks after D-Day. A major example of my lack of understanding of the gravity of the circumstances, of the severity of the devastation and hurt I've caused my BS, of fear for the fact that my marriage may be over. Selfish, self-centered, entitled. The opposite of humility and empathy.
3. my behavior while I was in Atlantic City. I didn't go to a strip club. I didn't flirt of have sex with anyone. Congratulations to me! I though I thought I was being "good" from my selfish perspective. I even proudly texted my BW at 4am to tell her how good I was being. So f##king stupid and selfish and callous. I wanted to go on my merry way and drink and have fun with my friends. So I did. Disregarded my BW's hurt and anger and fear. Selfish. Entitled. Asshole.
4. my taking out $2,000 for the AC trip. Did I plan on gambling away $2,000? No. Did I plan on using it for strippers and hookers and blow? No. Did I return with $1,448? Yes. Why did I take out that much? I have no f##cking idea, other than because I wanted to. Does it reek of dishonesty, impropriety, ill-intent. Of course it does. And how does that make my BW feel? Unsafe! De-prioritized! Lied to! Did I care about that? Nope. I just did what I wanted. Selfish. Entitled. Irresponsible. Reckless.
5. the golf outing on Friday August 5, where I put my phone in my golf bag and was 'off the grid' for 6 or 7 hours and then I opted to stay for the banquet dinner. Again, I thought I was being "good". Did I think about how "going dark" would affect my wife? Nope. Once again, I just did what I wanted with no regard for anyone else. Selfish. Entitled. Not humble. Not empathic.
6. The sale of my precious drum set. My BW and I agreed that I need to sell stuff and/or curtail expenses to pay back $5,000 during my cheating. I thought this was all about hitting that number. That was part of it. But (maybe more importantly) it was about (1) me showing that I understand the value of money and showing a shred of financial responsibility, (2) me sacrificing something important to me for the good of the family. So I made a good plan, showed it to her, for all the things I was going to do to get to $5k by the end of the year. We talked about it. I still didn't get it. I finally got it and listed the drums for sale on Craigslist. But damage done: more selfishness, more entitlement, more financial irresponsibility. No humility. No empathy. No remorse.
In some ways, I needed to make those mistakes these past few weeks, and make them quickly, so I can start to see what's broken about me. I am a deceitful liar and a reckless cheater, and I deliberately purchased many things in secret, and I brought a handgun into the house despite my BW's explicit direction not to. Bad Bad Bad. But all of that came out on D-Day and shortly after it. I trickle-truthed for sure for about a week but I "came clean" about EVERYTHING. Since then I was trying SUPER HARD to be "good". I haven't deceived. I have been completely transparent. I haven't bought anything ill-advised. I've been kind and doting and I have been keeping my panic and need for consolation out of her space (it took some time for me to get there). I've been seeing an IC twice per week. Those are the right things to do, and I've been trying so hard, and yet I STILL made these 6 big mistakes! And I didn't even know they were mistakes at the time I made them, which means I'm clueless. Why is that? What am I doing wrong? I am not humble, and I am not empathic, and I am not remorseful. THAT'S the problem.
So what has happened over the past week:
1. on Saturday we went as a family to a friend's BBQ. We had a good day. I did not have any alcohol. I was attentive to my wife and to my kids. Usually I would float around a party and get tipsy and goof around with friends, and more or less ignore my wife and kids. I was completely the opposite. and that is how I aim to be from now on.
2. on Sunday, we did a soup-to-nuts review of our financial accounts for the past 12 months. My BW mainly wanted to see if there were any other transactions that pointed to things I haven't told her. I got up at 5:30am on Sunday, downloaded all the data from our bank and AmEx, compiled spreadsheets to make it easy to review. I went through it to flag for her anything that I thought she would question. I wrote in explanations for nearly anything over $200. I clearly identified the Ashley Madison monthly fees and other charges. I clearly identified all cash and gifts and expenses related to any of my betrayals. I also flagged a couple of non-A related expenses that I had literally forgotten to mention to her (a couple of charitable donations, some business clothing). I calculated the total number of all money spent on the affairs. It was much more than $5,000. We went through it all. I was as transparent as I could be (some expenses I had no idea what they were and couldn't remember). The transactions painted a timeline and behavior of the affair. They generated questions, which I answered truthfully. In the end, I believe she was satisfied that the review didn't really reveal anything untold (because there wasn't anything), although the financial toll was more than even I realized. I was sickened by the whole thing. I broke down several times. We ended up going for a drive that afternoon. She was kind and affectionate. She acknowledged that the exercise was shitty and hard. She actually pulled over to the side of the road and rubbed my shoulder and said if there is even a remote chance at reconciliation, she is still in this. She said it would be okay. I don't know if she said that purely out of compassion, or if she really meant it. She said she loves me. I broke down into a sobbing mess. "what is wrong with me??" I hollered thru my sobs. "why the f#ck did I do this to you? I did this for nothing!!" and other assorted wails of sorrow. It was real. It was not an act. My abs were strained. I was quivering with shame and anger at myself. I think it was remorse, but who am I to judge?
3. BW started sleeping in the guest bedroom. She also said it would be good for me to spend a few days/nights away from home this week. She said she needed some space, and that she thought I could benefit from having some time alone to think. Being compassionate, she was clear to say that I wasn't being "kicked out". She slept with me on Sunday night since "we wouldn't see each other for a few days this week". So I did that. I packed up a bag and I've been in a hotel for the past 2 nights. I tried to find a reasonably priced hotel, because obviously, living it up at the Ritz wouldn't be right. I have kept in contact with BW, letting her know where I am, and I was back at my hotel room both evenings. I didn't do anything illicit. Haven't even had a drink. I didn't drink anything at a client event on Monday evening. In fact, I'm swearing off drinking for the time being so that there is nothing to impair my judgment.
So I've read "How to Help your Spouse Heal from Your Affair". I've re-read your posts here on this thread. I've talked to my wife and she has referred me to "CantSleepCantEat's" thread here on the WS forum as someone who she believes is trying and is starting to "get it". And of course I've spent some time in a shitty hotel with my own thoughts. My wife posted to CSCE's thread and one thing she said was that she wants to see authentic "acknowledgement, understanding, repentance, and demonstrable change". So right now, I'm working on acknowledgement and understanding. I wrote her today a long email on acknowledgement; I'll talk to her about it soon, but I felt I needed to write it so I could make sure I address everything I could.
Basically, I see now that not only do I need to NOT lie, cheat and spend money like a drunken sailor, but I need to BE an unselfish husband and father. I need to BE humble, unselfish and empathic. Not say humble and unselfish and empathic things. So here goes...acknowledgement. Understanding, repentance, and demonstrable change are in various stages of progress...more to come on these, but first things first: Acknowledgement...
I am a cheater, and I am a liar. This applies to both my infidelity and my irresponsibility with money; probably other things too, but these are the main ones. I broke extremely important promises to my wife. Intimate and emotional life promises. Promises that we built a life around.
I am deeply selfish, immature, and I have made horrible choices.
My wife trusted me, blindly, and she was loyal to me throughout, and I have shattered that trust and taken that love and loyalty for granted.
I had a spectrum of affairs both emotional and physical of various shapes and sizes and lengths. I told my main OP that I loved her. I can honestly say that I didn't mean it. I was lying to her too to get what I wanted. I sought these things affairs out, with forethought and planning, with intent to betray. These were not "slip ups". There were 10,000 little choices along the way to enable each betrayal, and never did I stop and make the right choice.
With the exception of the stripper (thankfully), all the sex I had was unprotected, which put my health at risk (at my choice), and more disgustingly, it put my wife's health and life at risk (unbeknownst to her). Complete and utter disregard for her and her health.
I chose to do all these horrible things; I knew they were wrong. I knew I was betraying my wife and breaking my promises. I knew if she found out, she would be hurt immeasurably. I don't think I ever thought that I could ruin our marriage or family, or that I was putting her health at risk. I don't know why; these seem like obvious, catastrophic consequences in retrospect. I couldn't have NOT known them, but for some reason I can not explain, I ignored them. Pick whatever word you want (monster?). I am a cheater and a liar. A monster. A bad husband and a bad father.
I have bought many things in secret, deliberately keeping them from my wife. Most things are stupid stuff I don't need in the $200-600 range. That of course doesn't excuse it. Some things were "big", though. The gun was a big purchase, and more importantly it was a direct violation of an explicit direction she gave me. I promised I wouldn't bring a gun into the house, but I did. A bunch of shit that isn't worth itemizing here for you all (I did for my BW). All of it was knowingly deceitful and financially reckless, and I chose to do it anyway. I am a liar and basically a thief too.
I also bought myself the drums, which I felt like I "got approval" from my BW for. It wasn't deceitful for that reason, but she felt manipulated, and they were still an expensive, unnecessary and irresponsible purchase. I also bought myself lots of fitness equipment which I never talked to her about. I just bought them. I guess I figured they would be in plain view and that was "good enough" in terms of not being deceitful, and I felt "entitled" to have these things because fitness is important to me. Selfish and entitled and irresponsible.
Perhaps as a result or symptom of all this deceit and betrayal, and perhaps not, I have also neglected other promises to her, over the past few years especially. I've gone to bed very late, and left myself with little energy on weekends to do family activities. I've been sullen and ornery and unwilling to engage with the kids and I shoot down family activities/day trips/etc. I've deprived her of sex. I don't know if that was because I was just exhausted, or because I was having sex with other people, or because I masturbated to porn, or all of the above, or something else. Doesn't matter; I did.
While the "why" is important for me to figure out, so I can make sure I change and never make these choices again, it doesn't really matter in terms of acknowledgement. That's not to say I won't work tirelessly to figure out why.
My wife told me yesterday that she is afraid of "the monster inside of me". The monster I am. She drew a parallel to drug addiction, and I think it is a good analogy. I am addicted to SOMETHING. Until I figure out what that something is, how can I be confident that I won't relapse? How can I know what the right "12 step" solution is? And if I can't know that...how can she feel safe from the monster?
But again, "why" doesn't matter when it comes to acknowledging what I did and what I am: I did all these things, with full knowledge they were wrong, and I just didn't care about the consequences.
And these things were a massive and extended betrayal of my promises to my wife, and I have hurt her to a level I can't even imagine (although I will try my best to understand and empathize). I am a bad husband and a bad father, and she is right to be afraid of me. She doesn't deserve this. She doesn't deserve the hurt, and she doesn't deserve to have to live in fear of the monster. The kids don't deserve this.
I deceived her. I betrayed her and the family. I am a liar and a cheater. I cheated physically, I cheated sexually, and I cheated emotionally. I am selfish. I am irresponsible and reckless with money, with her trust, with her health and well-being. I disregarded catastrophic consequences with full knowledge. I am stupid. I am a bad husband. I am a bad father and role model. I am that person. I acknowledge this without condition or caveat. I made all these stupid, selfish, reckless choices, and I am responsible for the devastation they are now causing. And my wife is blameless; I am responsible for all of it.
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[This message edited by mcw922 at 7:30 AM, August 17th (Thursday)]