Writing in this journal and reading here today has brought to mind many of the thoughts, feelings, and experiences I had in the beginning. I remember that our laptop was open on the coffee table in front of us when H confessed to me. It didn't seem real at the time, and a couple of days later I got the idea in my head that maybe it was all a prank, that he had been recording us with the webcam and would pull a "You're on Candid Camera!" on me. Part of me knew that was ridiculous; part of me thought it wasn't much less ridiculous than what he confessed to doing.
It wasn't until a third party spoke with me about it that it really, truly, 100% felt real. I was sitting down to talk with a church leader (like a pastor) about something unrelated, and he asked me how I was doing. I thought he was just making small talk, so I answered with an "I'm fine; how are you?" He then -- gently -- told me that he had been speaking with my H about his problems. It totally caught me off guard, and I just about burst into tears. I felt off-kilter for the rest of the day, but I felt good, too, having spoken with someone on the 'outside' about it. I needed that reassurance that it was real, I think, just so I was sure I wasn't crazy.
My H has told me what his triggers are, as far as he can tell. About a month after he told me, we were out on our own together for the first time, and I thought that things at the place we were might be triggering for him. When we were inside, I was worried, but when we were heading outside, I just about panicked. For some reason, I thought it would be worse when we went outside. I was terrified. And I felt ridiculous; he wouldn't seek out someone to flirt with when I was right there..... right? But I was just terrified. And then we went outside, and nothing happened. And after a few minutes, we were still outside, and still, nothing happened. I gradually loosened up and calmed down, and managed to have a nice afternoon with my H. But there was a shadow over everything, and I hated it.
I still hate it. I know it's futile, but I wish things would just go back to normal.
































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I'm kind of glad that the baby had me up at 4:30 this morning, since it gave me time in the morning without any other interruptions or obligations. 




