MCC,
I may have been the person who wrote your quote - if not, I have said something similar many many many times. The A I could have worked through. The false-R, that was the killer of our relationship, and it was much more cruel and abusive than any of the rest of it. False R is a very special, miserable, place in hell. It's a good thing most people don't have to have lived through that. I thought it would kill me.
Timeline:
10/1/17 - D-day 1 (discovered A with married co-worker. WH worked with both AP and OBS). He swore he had just ended it recently (lie) but then backtracked on that the next day and said he would end it, and sent the whole NC email thing at my request (worthless request IMO in hindsight).
10/4/17 - A resumed. A stopped for about 3 days after d-day, then went back underground - they texted and sexted and mutually masturbated on the phone multiple times per day - hundreds of texts and calls almost every single day - I love yous exchanged, etc. Although they came up with some insane rule that they would no longer have actual physical sex (this is confirmed by messages between them - her counting the days since they last had actual physical sex - blah blah blah) but otherwise the A continued as it had before. I could give more detail but its safe to say they masturbated each other to climax over the phone roughly 10 times per week, and texted with each other constantly throughout each others 40 hour work week, and called when I and the OBS were not around, like teenagers hiding from their parents.
10/1/18 - D-day 2. I had been suspicious for a long time and finally broke down and set him up to be alone and then recorded the call I knew he was going make to AP. I got lucky in that he put her on speaker phone so I got the whole call - all hour of it - all the I love yous and countless lies to her about all kinds of things. Just gross. Neither me or the AP were special enough to get any truth from him as it turns out. I inform OBS of the A. WH sends NC to AP on his own, and tells me about her multiple attempts to contact him, shares her messages with me, and asks for my approval on what to send back.
12/30/18 - AP calls me and messages me several times blaming me for ruining her child's life by outing the A to the OBS. AP sends the same to WH and confronts him at their work place when - AP comes in early to catch WH on a break. Apparently this turns into the resumption of their A yet again.
1/15/19 - A resumes (rough estimate on date - I can't recall now - which is a good sign in and of itself). A resumes for a 3rd time, but not as hot and heavy. WH is controlling and blocks her at will, apparently resolving never to talk to her again, only to break NC, and talk to her, and then block her. This goes on for about 6-8 weeks, during which time WH is incredibly moody and withdrawn - the openness of the 3 months before has turned to more defensiveness and anger.
4/1/19 D-day 3 (roughly) - I know it's back on - I can just tell, and I see him with her sometime around the beginning of April 2019 outside his work - as luck would have it I was driving by to the bank (never intended to check on him as he works at a secure facility that is fenced in so you can't really see into the place - they were sitting on a bench outside of the solid fencing. I kept driving and texted him saying I saw them together, he was a liar, etc and he claimed it wasn't her and that I was "blind." It was her and I proved it by point blank asking one of his co-workers. Cat out of bag...I send email to AP, WH, and OBS - it is a rant from me to AP And WH - illustrating all the lies he told me (and her) replete with text message screen shots as proof. I didn't care what happened - I just wanted to say my peace. He and AP have huge blowout about some of the contents of the email and A ends in a ball of fire. Whatever.
Post d-day 3 - I was already planing to move back to where I was from or just far away from him - I had just taken a contract position so I was stuck until 2020 and decided to ride it out living with him to save money. Then COVID happened so my move was delayed until 2021. I moved a two days drive away in 6/21.
I would say that both the suspicion in 2018 when the A was ongoing and I was being lied to, and the aftermath of d-day 2 when I knew 100% that the A had not ended and that every day between d-day 1 and 2, except maybe the first 3 days I was being lied to and manipulated, was the worst experience of my entire life. It was agonizing, miserable, soul-crushing. I couldn't focus on anything and even drove off with the gas nozzle still in my car (which resulted in it being ripped from the gas pump) TWO TIMES IN THE SAME DAY. I drove the wrong way down the one way street that you have to use to leave our house - something I had driven down for years. I forgot things constantly. Lost 35 pounds over the course of like 6 weeks. I was humiliated, embarrassed, disgusted with myself for giving him a chance. I went through periods where I just despised him, found him disgusting, and could not see anything redeeming about him at all.
I can't explain it but somehow, when I decided I was leaving for sure in 2019 I started to feel better. I'm sure it is because I started to feel more control over my own situation and had given up on making a future with him/started seeing him as someone I did not want to make a future with. It's hard for me to fathom now - that there was a time when I would have considered trying again with him the way he was.
He and I are now reconciling our friendship - we date occasionally but I live several hours flight time away, so it's rare. WH has done a lot IC work. He hit his own personal rock bottom sometime in late 2019 and decided he did not want to be the person he had been and has been in IC for roughly 3 years (maybe closer to 4 now). He is different. But his change and how I feel are not directly correlated. That being said, I could not be speaking to him now if he wanted to rugsweep - that would not be acceptable to me and I think I would still live with that pit in my stomach if I had tried to rugsweep. That pit - that nervous little shiver of nausea and adrenaline combined, would have ended me up in the nut house. Being the relationship police was not sustainable. But the false R - the looking me in the eye and lying to me/telling me I was crazy/overreacting when I was NOT - that he could do that to me and not just let me go - that, unless you have been through it, is impossible to describe.
[This message edited by ThisIsSoLonely at 7:21 PM, Monday, August 21st]