raliced, I will bring it up today. Thank you for the suggestion.
Maybell, I'm happy to provide ample opportunity for people to help me. LOL And let's face it, I'm a pretty enthusiastic tantrummer so I have that at least.
As far as the porn goes, I'm not averse to it. Hey, it can even be fun but the sheer amount and level of the porn I found... hours and hours and hours and hours every single day while avoiding his family or claiming to "work". Plus, that lead to emails to escorts (that date back as far as 2009!!), which H did not deny but excused by saying he'd "never met up with anyone" (but it certainly wasn't for lack of trying) and again, my fault because we didn't have sex enough. Ugh. I had effectively put all that away and thinking about it all again is painful.
I know without a doubt that my H's possible porn addiction is NOT my fault. It bordered (borders?) on obsessive or compulsive and that's frightening. I don't see him ever admitting his porn viewing is at an unhealthy level. I just don't see that ever happening. I've been wrong before though and sometimes H surprises me.
One step at a time. I'm afraid to face it all at one time. What if I drown? And I'm an ex-college swimmer... but the tide is too big some days.
