Had this very same conversation with Husband for the millionth time last evening.
The context of the conversation is refining over time. That much is changing; unsure yet if the further refinement of the conversation is helping anything.
I pointed out that when Husband's indiscretion occurred, it was a big red flag that the two of us were in very different places emotionally and psychologically re: the marriage.
I would have literally not done anything remotely like what Husband did- step across that line, period, much less step across it for a casual, anonymous physical encounter.
Back at the time, immediately after DDay1, it was easy for me to rug sweep because Husband "confessed" so ambiguously (left out a lot of detail that spoke to his own involvement, facilitation, participation, perpetuation) that I had an impression of the thing that was incomplete and inaccurate.
Now, several months following DDay2, I struggle with Husband's mindset not only in the moments immediately preceding his overt decision to step across that line, I struggle with *everything* I was ignoring at that time, *all* of the red flags that said that my husband wasn't nearly as married as I was.
I rug swept a LOT of other incidents that weren't sexual/physical infidelities back then. I treated each incident like he treated each incident: unrelated to anything else. Each incident was its own little universe, and he had rationalizations out his wazoo for each and every one of them.
It was, largely, a maturity issue. He's grown out of most of the acting out that was going on at the time.
He's only now facing how abjectly selfish he's been for big chunks of our marriage, and in major decisions that impacted both of us, and why he was so selfish. Surprise! It has little to nothing to do with me- or whatever love or loyalty he has for me. It's about self-esteem issues and servicing anxiety issues.
But back to that moment, right before he overtly, physically crossed that bright line; there was absolutely no ambiguity in that moment, there was no way to call what was about to happen anything but cheating- and he did it anyway.
What was happening between his ears in that moment?
As of now, I'm left with two ways of seeing it and him in that moment:
1. What this other woman had going on physically, either her attributes or how she presented them or both, were so appealing to him that it was worth it to break his vows and compromise himself and us, or
2. She wasn't all that, but we weren't all that either. Breaking the vow was no big deal because he wasn't all that invested anyway.
3. Or, actually, a third possibility: She was what she was, this opportunity was what it was, he weighed out the cost benefit analysis for what it was, and decided that (regardless of how hot she was, or not) he'd never get caught. All of the weight of the situation then shifts to basic deception: no matter how hot she was (or not,) no matter how turned on he was (or not,) no matter how invested he was in the marriage (or not) the point was, he could get away with it. I'd never find out. In which case, the entire weight of breaking the vow is not resting on temptation, or on lack of commitment, but on a willingness to lie to me- a willingness to lie to me for a cheap, tawdry interlude with a stranger.
None of these three looks is good on Husband.
I honestly do not understand, as in, "This does not compute!" how Husband could go from being so fucking nonchalant about breaking our vows to put his hands on another woman, enjoy the hell out of it when it was happening, perpetuate it, and mere minutes later, when it was over, THEN he feels overwhelming guilt and shame.
How do you go from "so aroused that I forgot I was married/being married suddenly didn't seem to matter all that much in the moment" to "GUILT AND SHAME!" mere minutes later- AFTER IT WAS OVER? How does that even happen?
The difference between the moment before, when his mental math blew our vows all to hell, and the moment after, when GUILT AND SHAME, was... what?
Husband was the same man, in the same place (actually, standing on the sidewalk outside of the place) with a little less cash in his pocket and a busted marriage vow.
How in the hell can you care so much about busting a vow *after* you've busted it, when you obviously didn't give a shit about busting it in the moment before it happened?
As close as I can get to understanding this is that Husband didn't know how it would feel to be a cheat and a liar until he was one.
And I don't even trust this, I don't feel like I can lean on this as any assurance about the future- although I should, really- because, ultimately, It's All About Husband.
He didn't like the way he felt about himself in the aftermath.
On one hand I feel like I still don't factor into the equation all that much. His feelings of remorse and regret have to do with dirtying himself up, not with screwing me over. I didn't matter before it happened, and the only reason I matter after it happened was because my name is on the legal contract that he broke. I could be anybody, or nobody at all to him.
On the other hand, to whatever degree, every human being on this planet has some component of mercenary narcissism going on. This basic self-interest is the premise behind the idea that real change happens when people want to change themselves, for themselves, not for anyone else.
My best protection against any future/further infidelity is not Husband's loyalty toward me. My best protection lies with Husband's loyalty toward himself, and toward his own integrity.
And this may play back into the selfishness, and the self-esteem issues, and the servicing of anxieties as well.
Husband is going to do whatever in the moment Husband decides to do to alleviate/service those stresses.
He can either cope with those stresses in unhealthy ways: impulsively chase validation and distraction, or put pressure on me to "fix it" so his anxiety subsides...
... or he can cope in healthy ways that primarily nurture himself but ultimately will nurture both of us: invest in protecting his integrity and the image of himself that he wishes to see. Make better choices. Think beyond the moment. Pay attention to something besides the pain, or at least pay attention to something beyond that shiny new stimulus that is, for the moment, drowning out the pain.
There's a bit of "put the oxygen mask on yourself first" going on here- but that's a hell of a lot healthier than "put the cyanide mask on yourself first," which is what was happening back then, if that makes any sense at all.
I'm rambling. This is all a swirl in my head at this moment. But I am beginning to get a glimmer of a clue that one of the factors that is possibly informing some WS to do what they do, to make bad choices, to throw away something of great and precious value with both hands, is that their "currency calibration" is off. They don't recognize "great and precious value" in large part because they don't value themselves enough to make the tough call and do the right thing.
If they valued themselves and their own integrity enough, they wouldn't do this thing that's beneath them, and the marriage would be protected as an extension of the value they place in themselves. There would be no valuing or devaluing of the marriage as an entity separate from their Id in the moment before blowing it up to chase some carnal or venal pleasure.