Dear Numb,
I am so sorry you find yourself here. I am in the 9 year club, but they would have easily made their 10th anniversary with the A underground if I hadn’t finally contacted her and threatened her away. They were both intent on keeping their reputation/marriage/family/retirement plans intact and still having their fun getaways. I wasn’t supposed to ever know, neither was the other BS, and once I knew, I was very easily misled and gaslit. I was so in love, so intent on fixing things, because I’m a fixer. My M, kids and WH were my life and I am still gobsmacked how much of our lives is a mockery of all I thought we were, and how slow I was to figure out the puzzle pieces I had found. I’m still trying to pack away for good a decade of memories of my life that make no sense, and my heart aches that you have so many more to work through.
I endured a short, blissful reconciliation period where we recommitted, promised total honesty, resized and put back on the wedding rings, while they never skipped a beat, they just got sloppy deleting emails. My brain wouldn’t stop trying to figure out what happened, and I couldn’t even see what was still happening. I was almost a year post discovery when I finally used my leverage with her, after many big and small revelations. If I hadn’t journaled my way through this mess I wouldn’t be able to keep it all straight or even believe that half of it happened. If I hadn’t listened to the voice that kept telling me to keep digging, and if I hadn’t cracked an old phone, they would likely have celebrated their 16th Christmas this year. My advice is tainted by the whiplash I got on my journey to the truth, but maybe some of this can help you.
Like so many others, I can hear my WH saying many of the exact words yours is using to explain what has happened. I never fail to be shocked at the similarities and suspect there are some shared personality traits or life experiences that shaped our loving cheating compartmentalizers, and the rationales they use to justify doing what they know is wrong, hurtful and unfair. It only is if they think about it, and they are able to not think about us when it suits them. I maintain that the traits that let my WH cheat on me are the same ones getting in the way of his ability to atone, amend, grow or repair the way I wish he could. Compartmentalization is not just a tool, for some it is a survival technique, and my WH is very threatened when someone tries to break down all those carefully constructed partitions. Tread carefully when trying to decide who your husband is vs who he is choosing to show you. My WH easily fooled my first IC who later became our MC and it still took years to unravel the fiction. I think he actually believed some of the narratives he made up, and I caught him misremembering details or contradicting himself many times. I begged for the truth from day one, made it clear that that was all that mattered to me moving forward, a clean slate built on honesty. He overpromised and underdelivered.
I recommend you document your way through your journey, and trust only what you can see, not what you hear. Your journey will be unique, and I really hope it is an easier rather than a harder journey than mine. I think you will go through many phases and changes and it is as impossible to know if reconciliation is possible as it is to know if you will even want that downstream, when the chaos and shock wear off. Once you understand what my first IC called the real reality, not the one my WH kept trying to assure me was real. My first IC gave me a lot to cling to in the early months, especially in taking my time to regroup before deciding. You have to work through some serious shock and trauma or it will catch up to you somehow, so try to stay in front of it. There is no timeline to deciding if your M has a future, and it is hard to downshift your focus to right here, right now, but that is about all you can trust for a while. My mantra bracelet says Be Here Now and I try very hard to listen.
Keep your support system strong - IC, family and friends and the kind souls here. Practice radical self care. Indulge yourself and focus on yourself. If like me, you are still living with your WH and trying to walk in the roles of your past marriage, it is surreal at times, and much harder to stay focused on the healing. I still desperately want back things that were lost, it’s like living after a fire or a robbery. Some things just can’t be replaced. You have to look at what is left, critically, and figure out if you can live like this, still loving someone who has hurt you in the worst way imaginable, hoping they never doing it again, knowing once you both believed nothing like this was ever possible. And yet, here we are.
My WH has not struggled to stay faithful since I chased her off and moved us away. She moved away first. But there were other emails found with other women, so I know at my core that being faithful to any of us never mattered to him, and it helps a little that he didn’t care more for her feelings than for mine. But only a little. I don’t think he will struggle to stay faithful to me now, not out of deep abiding love or respect, but because of all the trouble it made for him, and for me. I am out of infidelity, but I am not out of figuring out who I sleep next to, what other compartments he has in his head, how much of what he shows me now is curated, like before. That’s the scariest for me. That, or maybe our kids finding out and judging us both harshly and breaking the close connection we share today. The not telling is its own therapy topic, and there is no right decision. Be careful who you share with, because you can’t untell anyone, and not everyone is going to act the way you expect.
Seven years since DDay one, six years from me unwittingly ending the underground affair, three years from the last painful details I wrenched from her to reveal my WH’s inability to stop lying over anything A related, large or small. Our damage runs very, very deep. I still care very much for him, but the way I feel has shifted in many, many ways. You will slowly dismantle the definition you had of your WH and as the layers peel, it is like learning to love a new person, a much less worthy one than you deserve no matter how you try to look at it.
I could go on and on. I’m still figuring it out, and back to IC this week. The holidays were rough, and I’m sure they were draining in many ways for you. I was undone by a Christmas ornament this year, a family portrait, and the date made me cry. All dates are run through the A re-sort timeline, and this one was their second Christmas together, and it was a picture I was so happy in, and so proud of our family, but now I also see a mask hiding secrecy and deceit, and a clueless, pitiful wife. I know what I settled for now, giving up a career to be a SAHM and best wife/friend/partner anyone ever had. I could be so angry, but I am more defeated. I am weary of the triggers, but they are everywhere.
I could write a book, and this is far too much already. If you need to talk there are several of us still around who can chime in on the LTA thread in I Can Relate. Or once you have enough posts, you can PM to chat in depth with other LTA survivors too. I wish you the best moving forward. I wish I had happier news to report to help you on your journey. I’m much better at telling you where the hazards lie, I’m afraid. Do take care of yourself and read all you can on healing and stay in IC if you can. You are on a journey you did not choose, with no map, and no clear destination, and almost no one to tell you which path is the best to take. Good luck, and stay strong. You will find out how strong you really are, much more than you know.