It took me a long, long time to try and understand a mindset I’ve never experienced.
My wife’s standards with me and for herself were off the charts - until the A.
It seemed to be part of the escape, this fantasy validation world was so many horrible situations and bad trades, and zero standards.
She had blocked a lot of it out, part of the compartmentalization, and because the A was a secret she planned to take to the grave before confessing 18-years after it was over, she was barely audible describing some of it as she remembered.
Heck — one event, based simply on her description was full on assault, but she said she must of been ‘willing’ to let that moment be okay, be a part of the escape from the grind of parenthood and work life.
So, yes, I understand the premise of this thread, I’ve wrestled with it all.
Where I ended up took a while.
Are we, are any of us our very worst moments and behavior or the sum of all the things we’ve done in life?
For me, I definitely had some moments with alcohol that betrayed my own standards when I was younger. It took me a few years to conquer my poor coping mechanism. For some of my friends, they only remember my drunk days (that ended when I was 22), and assume that’s who I still am.
I am still that guy, even though I haven’t been drunk in decades, but I’m much more about the healthier, happier version of me now.
I see my wife as someone who betrayed her own best interests — and me, and her family too.
I also see all of the really cool and wonderful things she has accomplished along the way.
She evolved too, beyond the horrible choices she made.
I always understand when people focus on the bad (and where many move on) but somewhere in there, I started to focus on the good.
That’s where the rebuild started, about year THREE of recovery.