Guys, I may be at the end of my rope with this. I started out the day feeling pretty hopeful.
Feeling a sense of hope, I sent my wife a text this morning with links to the two podcasts featuring therapist Marnie Breecker that have been shared here on SI (about the details of the impact that betrayal trauma has on a betrayed spouse). Keep in mind that the podcasts are about betrayed spouses in general, but through the lens of the therapist’s experience with betrayeds who are dealing with sex addicts. Several times in the podcasts, Breecker points out her insights can be applied to all betrayed spouses of infidelity.
While I was feeing also somewhat reserved in my hopefulness this morning because of her defensive reaction in our discussion about the timeline and polygraph, I was feeling a tinge of hope about some quite deep and insightful things she said to me that I’d prefer not to share here. I wanted to reach out to her after we’d had a good conversation last night.
So this morning I told her I wanted her to listen to the podcasts when she had time, no rush, no pressure, and it might help her have a little more insight on what I’ve been experiencing — and perhaps help us both move out of our corners.
These two podcasts were really enlightening for me — and I could see a lot of my own behaviors in the things Breecker discussed about betrayed spouses.
So what I received in return from my wife was delayed by several hours, but it was a full-on blast of lengthy invective and anger. She accused me at length of needling her with these podcasts, and that I was implying she was a sex addict. Of course I had done nothing of the kind; it was simply irrational and hurtful anger piled on top of anger. I tried to talk her down with a few short texts to help see this was off base . ... and then I just stopped. The angry texts continued and I just simply stopped responding. I’m choked up just writing about this.
I feel completely out of my depth now, I feel shut down, and I am feeling very close to wanting to simply call it quits. Literally the only thing staying my hand right now is my younger child, who called me tonight happy about a great day at school.
I fear my wife may be right in one sense about my “immaturity” - that because I’ve been married for a quarter of a century to the only woman I’ve ever been intimate with, maybe I simply don’t understand male-female relations, and that I certainly don’t understand who I’m dealing with here. Maybe she was always this way, and kept it bottled up inside, or maybe she was always this way even externally and I just wore rose-colored glasses before the affair.
As I’m writing this, I don’t even feel the motivation anymore to ask for a “list” of “nonnegotiables” or really anything at all. I feel used up and no longer want to try to get her to see anything or have any “insight” into the trauma, etc. I’m worn out with giving her “assignments” to read or listen to. At the moment, I feel completely apathetic about some search for the truth. What I know is horrific enough. My desire to know the truth was originally motivated by a feeling that if there was more I didn’t know, it would help me “fill in the blanks” in a vast hole in my life, and then I could have the capacity and clarity about either moving forward with her or not, and breaking the cycle of limbo I feel stuck in.
Now... I feel like walking away. I don’t know how to summon the strength to do it in light of how I know it will affect the kids. I just got done telling my older teen child yesterday that divorce wasn’t on the table for now.
But in one fell swoop, that’s where I am.
I really appreciate all of the help and advice I’ve received here. I’m just not sure it’s worth it.
[This message edited by Thumos at 10:33 PM, August 27th (Tuesday)]