This was my last post before I deleted that account. I was in a very dark place. I don't want to bring people down and realized afterwards that it was not appropriate. When I couldn't delete the thread, I deleted my account. Yes it was harsh. While pregnant with my first child, my doctor actually advised me against doing prenatal classes. Her words were ignorance is bliss. And also in reality, each and everyones experience is unique to themselves. While educating the ideal way things should go, does not cover how it willactually go for everyone. So being ignorant to what what the problem was in my relationship was a case of ignorance was bliss. I didn't know what I didn't know, so in comparison to knowing and the pain. Yes it was bliss.
So, then I knew. A world full of pain. My SO did not confess to me. I found out as I felt things were not right. I started to dig for answers and become a detective. When I knew what the problem was, I arrogantly assumed if I changed situations that it would lead him back to me, without having to confront the issue. I was so arrogant to think that because his PIED was delayed ejaculation. I could fix it without even confronting him on the issue. I was ignorant to the facts of addiction is addiction amd I was arrogant enough to think I knew what the problem was, I could change it. So for the boot on the other foot from my SO's perspective. He didn't know I had a problem. He didn't know I was dying inside. Until I was so deep in depression and riddled with anxiety I left a big long message for him early one morning when I went to work. He acknowledged it had damaged us. He was ignorant to think he wasn't addicted. Then was arrogant enough hide it. Knowing that I knew and it hurt me, he knew the ways I would find out and began to cover his tracks. This whole short sweet post was not meant to offend anyone. It was an insecure burst of a woman in pain. So please take it as nothing personal. It was a reference to my situation and my SO's. It was a checkpoint of where I was. It was a grab at being strong and reaching for a raw ruthless state of mind in order to confront him yet again and be one way or the other. He can not have both. It is something he has to do. I can not make him face this, or help him to fix this unless he is willing to. I was ignorant. I was arrogant. And so was he. We are smack bang only just entering the storm. The journey is only beginning and fear had me paralyzed.