I read earlier today what you wrote here about your husband’s infidelity and although I am brand new to this community and still learning how to use things, I’ve been thinking about your situation all day long, mainly because I too was cheated on by my husband for years. I hope you won’t mind reading my story because looking back there are many things I regret doing or not doing and I hope I will be able to shed some light.
We had been married for almost five years when I caught him with another dentist who worked at the same practice as he… It was horrible because at the time I was struggling with post-natal depression and I couldn’t have been more shocked. I quickly learned that they had been on and off again since university and that similarly to your case, he dated and married me still with strings attached to her. Honestly, I felt so utterly betrayed and disgusted. You see, because it’s not just about him being with another woman sexually or romantically, it’s about over five years of him lying to my face, being sneaky and dishonest and arranging to meet with her and all. A person who does that in my opinion is a pathological liar. The fact that he was hiding the entire ordeal from me only added to the excitement and adrenaline of their relationship and what hurts me a lot is well, is that we would always invite her into our home for dinner (along with her boyfriends or family), go out together for drinks or to the theater. I felt stupid, so, so stupid for never having noticed a thing.
I realize now that he did not love me, he loved the idea of me, his wife who would bear him children, take care of the cooking, cleaning, shopping, half of the taxes and basically be his substitute mother or nanny. Because he did not love me, simply he grew dependent of me to cater to his every need. I know now that I was stuck in an abusive marriage, because I was used, lied and betrayed to so cruelly and purposefully. There is no excuse. This sexual appetite thing your husband said you weren’t enough to satiate that’s bollocks, I’m sorry. Your husband was extremely selfish and cruel to you, what my ex did and what your did, that’s humiliating and in a way degrading. I felt so unworthy and less of a woman when I found out…
More than anything, I regret that at the time I didn’t send him away. Simply I stayed by his side passively for another seventeen months. But even if he did stop seeing her and did everything to try and make me feel better or forgive him, I could not trust him anymore. I felt disgusted by him in such a way that I began to be disgusted of myself for being stupid. We tried counseling and couple’s therapy, to no avail. I grew to loathe the very presence of him in my home, I felt uncomfortable in my own skin when around him. So one day, I packed all of his clothes and everything that belonged to him in boxes and when he arrived home from work I had left with my sons to spend the weekend with my mum. He wouldn’t stop phoning, not me, not my friends, not my mum or my sister or anyone close to me. Until he showed up at the door and we had one of those fights and for me it was very, very positive, to let out all of that sadness and resentment I felt. He hurt me in away that I never knew it was possible to hurt and he needed to know that it was unacceptable and that I was fed up with it. I have no idea why I had not done it earlier. That sort of negative feeling grows inside of you like a black hole ready to swallow you from the inside out. It’s awful.
What I want to say is, after this huge message is that the kind of trust that is broken it never fully mends back. And I’m not sure it’s worth trying to either. Three years later and I cannot imagine myself with him anymore and although it was very, very difficult and took a long time I am finally in a place where I have made peace with it, moved on and am for the most part very happy with my life. In a way I feel as though I was relieved of a very heavy burden.
I think everyone here has given you good advice, to seek therapy for you to deal with all this pain you now carry and all but if I were you I would leave the house or have him leave, even if for just a week or two. I think you more than anyone need peace and space to sort things out and let all of these feelings be fully processed. I wish you all of the best and hope that you know how special, beautiful and worthy you are and that what happened is no one’s fault but his and that woman who you kindly refer to as friend but was no true friend at all.