Mine had affairs with 21 yr olds, as well.
I’m now five yrs out, and our marriage is pretty good.
I will never get younger. I’ll never be prettier.
But frankly, I just don’t care about what he wants as far as wetting his dick anymore. In order to heal myself, I had to see him for the superficial idiot that he was. I don’t want to be like the other women. I just want to be with someone that loves me for me. Maybe that’s him, but I suspect he is white knuckling to be with me.
Whatevs. I have my own shit to do. He can join me, or not. That’s on him.
There are times I can find some compassion for him, (anonymous hookups on CL, history of being molested by a sister when he was a kid).
But inside, I know that there are people who would love me as I age, and appreciate me as I am. More importantly, I’m that person who loves me for me. I don’t need him or anyone else to, because I do. My body will age, and people may not like me. Oh well. This life is not about whether he thinks I’m pretty. I will not sink to his superficial level.
If he wants to join me on my life journey, great. I’m going scuba diving in Jamaica, and doing cool stuff. That means being a grown up. Otherwise, I ain’t got the time for drama, and there is the door (and a book teaching him how to adult).
I found freedom from this when I simply stopped caring whether he loved me or not, and started to love myself. Your BS needs to withdraw from you and stop being codependent to heal. That’s gonna sting for you, but you already left, so it’s fair.
[This message edited by 3yrsout at 8:18 AM, March 11th (Sunday)]