Hello again,
So grateful for the continuing conversation here and the genuine assistance and real compassion evident in it.
I, like Hiking, wanted to sit some more with some of this before presuming an attempt to add anything to its evolution. There's a few things continuing to stir pretty deeply, but one thing I think I want to do immediately is kind of make you feel a little less alone in the out there "nekkid" in the crowd thing.
I sensed (as anyone could) how kind of wrenching it was for you to share your wife's sexual comparison thing she did while under the duress of the twisted-ness of her affair. Actually felt the gut punch...from something decades ago...that didn't happen to me...through the bandwidth of the internet. Empaths FTW! Now, I am super encouraged that the work of learning the source of that, and the reframing, and the help you've gotten from your wife has helped this...but still...damn. I feel you. And, maybe this is a bit ridiculous (when I get in deep into the fencerows of affair shit in my head...I start to wonder), but I just want to share this with you...
My wife apologized to her AP for *attempting* to have sex with me the ONE time we *tried* during her 6 month PA.
For quick context, prior to her A, we enjoyed an extremely active, joyful, enthusiastic, robust, playful, explorative, frequent and adventurous sex life. If I may, never a hint of any performance issues, no lapses in frequency. It was an exceptional sexual relationship. Right up until her what I thought was *only* a kinda random mid-life deep depression stemming from an alcohol fueled abusive chilhdood. She cut us off. Entirely and instantly...6 months. Somewhere towards the end of that, when I FINALLY (naive, childlike, pure-trusting idiot here) started to suspect something more sinister, she "allowed" an "attempt" simply to try to keep throwing me off any gathering suspicions. However...she was literally nothing of the actual woman I had played with, discovered with, celebrated with, made love with, and went at it like rabbits since we were 19 with. She was cold. Harsh. Critical. Demanding. And well...I was a no go. Could not make it happen under those circumstances. She was angry. It was the one and only time during the entirety of her affair that we attempted intimacy. It was just another layer of things that I was, at the time, chalking up to this suddenly unearthed mid-life trauma monster from her childhood.
After full disclosure in 2021 is when I discovered that she had spoken to her AP about this...and...one, she apologized to him for attempting to be sexual with...her damn husband. And two...she told him I couldn't get it up.
So there.
You are no longer out there alone flopping in the wind running through that crowd. I'm out there too...all bare ass and hunting the shadows with you.
And I guess, to bring this around to some of my original messaging in this thread...I am not sure there is enough therapy, forgiveness, self talk, reframing, aiming, choosing, focusing, healing, reconciling, hysterical bonding (98 days straight following 2021 disclosure), or maybe even TIME...for this to scrub for me.
I have about 3 or 4 affair-related things (this story is one of them) that I consider to have "hit me in my DNA". And I think, when some things hit THAT deep, the wounds are just ...idk...different. And when I speak of "limited" healing, I am simply accounting for this. And, I know it's counterintuitive. God, do I know it. Like I am actually advocating somehow to aim low, actively hold on to the past, keep pressing the scars and freshen the wounds, settle. No. Just no.
All I can share is my own journey, and in my own journey, the most seemingly upside down liberating notion I have embraced is the notion that...
"Look WH, you have worked your ass flat on these things. You have forgiven, let go, you have chosen love and redemption. You have shared the depths of your deepest pains, abandonment issues, have done and keep doing all the associated work interiorly in these places. This might be as good as it gets in this area(s) for you."
This was, odd as it may seem, a tremendous light for me. Now, for some, a statement like this might be a freaking gauntlet across the face. Thrown down. A challenge of NO! I WILL NOT ACCEPT THAT THIS IS IT. Not for me. And, if I may, I am not one to shrink from great challenge (I presided over my own mother's funeral at the age of 27, have stood with families over the bed of a beautiful 7 year old boy as they took him off of life support...I could go on...). But I do know that a shit-ton of dissonance quieted for me with the embracing of this as a possibility. Suddenly so much background (and much foreground too) overdrive, non-stop processing about what I might be doing "wrong" in my recovery efforts, what I was missing, misunderstanding, or misappropriating, or how I might be, somehow, unwittingly choosing and self-enabling my own lasting pain(s) and broken-nesses and limiting my own healing...all of that sorta vanished. Like a good Dr. or physical therapist telling it to me "straight"...like okay...I now know what my (less than fully whole) reality is. So now...
For the love of all things, I can focus on living my absolute best life WITH these "damages". Not in denial, or in some kind of recovery war with them...but with them. I fucking embraced it.
It was freeing...for me.
...and it totally might not be for you, Asterisk. Maybe there are still major strides left for you resulting in significantly greater degrees of "wholeness" and pain relief as they relate to your ongoing recovery from infidelity. Actually, if I had to bet, I would bet there are.
But, I do think and have to absolutely say that...
I think it is just as much of a possibility that...you are not as broken as you think you are. That some of this radioactive shrapnel hit you in your DNA...and, at least SOME of how you feel right now is totally on par with that. And may remain that way to a degree(s) as you keep moving forward. And, oddly, maybe that possibility will carry at least a touch of upside down, counterintuitive light and freedom for you.
Either way, you now know there's another nekkid dude running around out there with you now (for better or worse
) You are not alone.
Best to all,
WH
ETA...despite endless proofreads...I keep finding typos 😑. Also changed two words to more accurately reflect one thought/statement.
[This message edited by Wounded Healer at 3:16 AM, Wednesday, November 19th]