BS here as well and that’s the exact term I used to describe what I felt WH and (C)OW had done to me
Same here. I used the same word.
I wonder just how different it is for me, whose WH admitted that he did, in fact, think the exact thought, “This is going to hurt [BlueIris]” right before sex with OW1. Or how my phone call to him while he was driving with OW2 to a mini vacation rendezvous, apparently meant ...nothing? Or how he could call me and chat happily about his fun evening with his extended family as he drove back to OW’s place. I know others have similar stories - where the worlds seem to share space and yet, somehow, the WS kept them separate.
I understand about compartmentalization, but this seems so far beyond that, that it’s stunning when you’re the one who’s been ...shunted away into irrelevance. Well, into ‘less than-ness’. Because if a person or even an animal were standing in the road, I presume my husband or would have swerved to avoid hitting them, but this feels like ...I was there, in the road, and he saw me right there and still kept on going, not likely even flinching as he drove right over me. Or, if I use the words I might have used right after dday, not only did he not flinch as he drove over me, but he was so excited about being with AP that he smiled as hit me and then kept on going, eager to get to his destination.
Because in my mind, I think to myself that I would never deliberately cause harm to anyone, whether I knew them or not, so ...to know that it would be harmful to me, how is that not, in a way, denying my humanity? And...in a way, also, denying his own?
I don’t know about the demonization part of the original question. I know that some WSs do that. Our M was very rocky back then, and I think we both had wounds from the M and from other sources anyway, so for us, there wasn’t much need to demonize because we were both already hurting.
However, although I can try to portray how it feels to have been on the betrayed side of this awful equation, I also have tried to understand the other side. I rarely get far, though, because I keep going back to this: even when I thought our M was over, and even when I was lonely and would (also) have enjoyed time with someone who wanted to be with me as much as I wanted to be with him, I couldn’t have crossed the infidelity boundary. Not because of my husband - although to be honest, I do recall thinking that he wouldn’t have cared anyway - but because of who I am. Fidelity, then, was less about my husband, and entirely about my own values. He could have been The Most Horrible Person Ever, and cheating wouldn’t have been an option for me. Leaving, yes, but not infidelity.
So...yes, from the BS POV, I can agree that it feels dehumanizing to be betrayed in this way. But, nearly four years out, I also see the decision to be unfaithful as something that denies even the WS’s humanity. I mean, okay, we often say it’s selfish, and I won’t disagree, but I think the root of all of this is emotional immaturity, so it is not surprising that selfishness and a lack of empathy play key roles when it serves the purpose of feeding the Id of the wayward.
[This message edited by BlueIris at 9:06 PM, February 2nd (Saturday)]