T, I saw what you wrote on Tsquared's thread and just wanted to comment.
I know how hard it is to know that your h has an ow. I remember watching mine getting all dressed up, so excited to be meeting her - almost in a frenzy to go.
I am not going to sugarcoat it, it broke my heart.
But then I realized now far away that was from the man I knew.
I realized how sad it was that he was that broken he didnt realize what he was doing to his family.
He was that broken that he thought that was going to make the pain go away.
When I realized that it had nothing at all to do with love or committment, and everything to do with depression and self loathing, I was able to let it go.
Dont get me wrong, it hurt still. But it was a different kind of hurt then. I hurt because the man I loved was in such pain and there was nothing I could do about it.
And I hurt because I knew he might never realize there was a way out of it.
T, my h still had to account for his actions if he ever wanted to work on us. This didnt give him a free pass.
But it would have been possible for us to get past it, I think.
The thing of it is, is that you get to decide from a place of strength.
