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I hope that you and others who are married to sex addicts understand what you’re dealing with. These are true addictions. They control the people who have them. They are as bad as gambling addicts, cocaine addicts, meth addicts. They have real difficulty given up their addiction. They will promise anything but the truth is they have an unbelievable uphill battle to get past what has been in control of their lives since they were teenagers.

FeelingNumb06 you are doing great! I think cheating is just a dealbreaker for me. But he also lacks the ability to be truly intimate. It isn't just an isolated thing of course. He is all kinds of messed up. You are smart to focus on yourself and to keep your WS out of the house. Enjoy your family this weekend!!

FeelingNumb06

Wondering how you're doing these days?

Have you had a chance to get yourself tested for STDs?

My other recommendations are:

-look for a betrayal trauma therapist.

-learn about boundaries (Vicky Tidwell Palmer's Moving Beyond Betrayal is the bible for that)

-join a support group for spouses of sex addicts. There are a few different groups. SALifeline is by zoom, and has a Monday afternoon meeting for mothers.

-talk to a lawyer. It's only information and you don't need to decide now what your future holds, but you should find out how to protect yourself and your finances.

-Take care of yourself. Eat. Sleep. Reach out to people.

[This message edited by BlackRaven at 6:34 PM, July 8th (Thursday)]

FeelingNumb06 how are you? Check in when you can. We are here for you.

I can relate.

Same thing. I found out my husband was fucking prostitutes. He denied, denied, denied.

I kicked him out the day I found out, but a few months later I let him move back in, we had been together over 15 years, he was the love of my life, and I wanted to make sure I was doing the right thing before I divorced him.

That lasted about a week. He kept lying. The lies were probably the worst part. That, and the idea of him fucking young women who were only doing it for the money. All of a sudden my beautiful, loving husband that I trusted more than anyone else on this planet just look like a child molesting rapist to me. I couldn’t look at him without feeling physically nauseous.

I divorced his sorry ass. This was, by far, the worst thing that’s ever happened to me. Six years out, I’d be lying if I said I was over the trauma he inflicted, but reconciliation was a hard no. How could I live with/stay married to/sleep next to or with someone someone who just made me physically sick?

You’re not alone in what you’re going through.Whatever you decide, I wish you peace.