I am at such a loss right now. I am married, but have been in a LTA for almost three years. I don't want to end the LTA, it makes me happy. I want to end the marriage. The OM is the love of my life, of this I am certain. We met over 15 years ago, had a PA/EA for several months before jobs took us to different places, but we always kept in touch. Reconnected through mutual work in SEP2014. I have been living apart from H for nearly that long, different homes in different states. My SO (the OM) also lives in a different state, but we've managed to keep the relationship going through frequent visits - usually him coming to me, but I go there occasionally too, or we meet somewhere in between.
Our relationship isn't perfect - it's built on a lie, for one thing, because his family doesn't know I have a H. But we love each other, have a wonderful time together, and he's helped me through some really tough times. I have helped him too, although his lack of ambition sometimes frustrates me (he does not have a job or a house, lives with his parents). He talks of going back to school, getting a job, returning to military status, etc, but never takes action, even though I set the stage for him whenever I can, and try to help him whenever I can. He appreciates when I push him - we inspire each other to be better people.
I'm certain my H doesn't have a clue, and I've known for years that I need to end this marriage. Part of why I haven't is my fear of lack of commitment from SO. For some reason, I decided to stray, again, this time cheating on not only the H but the SO...how messed up is that? I was at school for several weeks, a place where women are outnumbered something like 10-1. The attention was intoxicating, and it went to my head. To my eternal regret, stupidly I ended up getting involved in PA with a fellow student. It lasted a few weeks, not quite as long as the course, and we were sexually involved 5 times over 4 different days. When I returned home, my SO was waiting for me, we'd planned to spend several days together immediately upon my completion of school. On the last night together, I confessed to him. Part of me thought he wouldn't mind, because one of the odd things about our relationship is that he's always embraced my love of sex, used to think my former escapades were sexy...he used to tell me he never wanted to deny me anything, including pleasure, so if I felt the urge to "scratch an itch" when he wasn't in town, he was okay with it, as long as I didn't get emotionally involved, and didn't bring the OM to my home. Although I never acted on this "permission" before, I took him at that word.
Apparently I completely misunderstood the terms of those conditions, because when I "scratched the itch" while at school, he felt I betrayed him, and us. I know this is such a mess, and I desperately want to make it right.
We've talked a number of times in the past several weeks. Some days are good...I flew up to his town for the Labor Day weekend, and for the most part we had a wonderful visit, reconnected and talked and cried, and made plans for the future.
I thought we had turned a corner and were on our way to healing, but he will randomly call me late at night with another hateful, hurtful question about my A, and the answer hurts him. I don't want to hurt him. I'm so deeply ashamed of what I've done, and I desperately want to make things right with him.
Our last conversation, last night, he seems ready to end things altogether. I have no dignity left where he is concerned, I beg and cry and plead for forgiveness, another chance, etc. I try to get him to remember and focus on the many positive things in our relationship, but he says he can't stop the negative thoughts from coming in, the ugly images of me with this OM. He thinks I am polyamorous, but I disagree. I think I have a sexual compulsion. I have a terrible time setting boundaries, stemming from years of physical sexual abuse as a child. He thinks I cannot be alone, although I have essentially lived alone for nearly the past three years. I like being in a relationship, part of a team...that's one of the things missing from my marriage.
I don't know if anyone can help us/me. I have directed him to this site, to see what other people are experiencing, in hopes he won't feel so alone, will find a safe place to vent (I fully intend to respect the privacy restrictions on this matter). I also need him to see that others have gone through similar things and come out stronger and together. That's what I want with him. I am horribly ashamed, deeply sorry, and I desperately want to move past this and reconcile with him, my soul mate. That necessarily means finding the courage to end my marriage and face whatever comes.
I am in IC, have been for many years, for a multitude of issues. Abusive mother, absent father, childhood sexual abuse, sexual assault as an adult 2 years ago...