ImBroken
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Got to a spot where I couldn’t keep this “in the house” and “in the therapist’s office” - My close friend circle started noticing and asking. So I have shared the current situation with my best gay and straight friends - 1 woman and 3 men. Once one phone call was done - the others came easy. I didn’t go into all the gruesome details but I gave a full account. My 3 male friends, whom all know my spouse - immediately came to my defense - They said all the things that BFFs should say to someone they love. My female friend remained somewhat impartial but empathetic to what I am going through. I have to tell you all - I feel like a took a BIG DUMP - what a relief - The past three weeks I have been constipated with all this anger and rage…now a little load has been lifted. Sadly/Gladly - the husband came back from a Sex Addicts Anonymous meeting tonight - at the tail end of my 4 talks with friends - Holy Shit - did I unleash on him - I had no control - it just spewed from me like lava. I didn’t tell him anything I haven’t already said - but he heard me loud and clear. It made me feel good in the moment - it really did - I’m not feeling after guilt much - Fuck him - he brought all of this on himself. I’m no further along in my decision process of where we go after the 90 days - but I did feel good talking to friends who really care. The P addiction is just such a foreign thing to people who don’t abuse it or are married to it. As fucked up as this may sound…there are people who use porn in a healthy manner - I don’t even have a desire to look at it myself or pleasure myself since D-Day - and that I think might be a problem…I don’t want his shit transferred onto me and I refuse any form of co-dependency. Just having a final moment of a small pity party - I’ve come to the realization that if I ask for the divorce - I will live the rest of my days knowing that the greatest love of my life failed our marriage and permanently damaged me. If I stick it out - I will never trust him, believe him or love him the way I once did. There really is no winning here - resolute that I am damned if I do…damned if I don’t. I know I don’t have to make the decision today - but fuck - the obsessive thinking of the damage he brought - it takes up HOURS a day in my head and shuts me down. Prolly just rambling here - getting the residue out of my body before I try to sleep. Wishing you all peace in the week ahead…Mike