I guess it's time to start a journal, more for my sake than for any other reason. It's been about two months since I caught on to my DH's p-use. He says he has quit. I hope so. I hope this story will have a happy ending. But at times I get that gut feeling that he's struggling with temptation and I wonder how things will pan out.
I guess there had been signs for years that I dismissed, and any questions I asked along those lines were met with denials. Silly me. I trusted my husband. My husband would never do that! Seems very stupid of me in retrospect.
How did it start? I'll probably never know. I do know that after we were married I found some magazines in the bottom of a closet. DH denied knowledge of them (a lie of course) and I threw them out. As far as I know, he was not involved with Internet activities at that time. But at some point, he started looking. (When asked, DH told me he started following pop up ads from on line gaming sites and MySpace.)
During the past six months or so, DH had been spending way too much time on the computer and no time at all with me. He seemed obsessed with an online game, but even when not playing that he was on the computer constantly. At times I would wake up at 1:00 a.m. or later and he would still be on the computer and something just felt very, very wrong to me. One evening a woman who was also playing the game called him on his cell phone. It was probably innocent, but inappropriate IMO and I admit I freaked out. IMO it's just inappropriate for a married man to be giving out his cell phone number to women he meets on line. Again, I got that feeling that something was very wrong, but DH denied there was anything inappropriate and he pretty much dismissed my suspicions. Yet, during this time, DH had little interest in me. He was distant emotionally and physically. Months went by with him not so much as holding my hand. I wondered if at his age (50+) he had lost interest in s*x. Certainly the rare occasions when we connected were all about him and took all of about two minutes (now I know that in his mind I probably wasn’t even there. He was likely engaged in some perverted fantasy.) Every evening I would sit in front of the TV alone, go to bed alone, and often even eat dinner alone, because DH spent all his time on the computer.
And, there were other signs. Once I got on the computer, hit the back arrow and an adult dating website popped up. DH denied any knowledge of it. I knew that "friends" sent him p-pictures, but he always feigned disgust and, in my presence, would quickly delete them. Other times I would see things in the history that made me wonder though. I remember one particular entry with a cutesy name that I asked DH about. "I don't have any idea what that is," he insisted. That was a lie of course. And, yes, it was a p-site. Then one evening DH asked me to get on the computer to type a short letter for him. In the process I found a file he had set up, titled with a crude name for a female body part. I opened it up – you guessed it. Lots of raunchy pics. Fear raced thorough me as I wondered what it meant. But, I deleted the file and said nothing. A few days later, that nagging feeling that something was wrong had still not relented. I got on the computer, accessed the web history and found searches for p-sites. Eventually I was able to track the history back several years which confirmed that this was not just an occasional event. My DH had been doing this for years, deliberately, repetitively, frequently. I was devastated to find out that his favorite site is so raunchy that it's practically criminal – not just pretty pics, but depraved, horrible stuff.
Naturally, I went pretty crazy. I told DH what I had found and at first he denied it. Then he admitted, "yes I looked at some things I shouldn't have" as if it were a one time event. The next morning I went to work a bit crazed and typed an email to DH outlining everything I knew, stating that I saw it as adultery and ending with "it's clear I have no future with you." That evening the confrontation was pretty intense. He bawled - sad because he was caught and his marriage was on the line or sad because he was sorry he had done those things? I don't know, and I felt very little sympathy. He asked me "how did we get here?" We???? I still resent that he wants to blame this on me!
What did I feel?? - betrayal, heartbreak, anger, jealously, disgust... all kinds of things. It's terrible to find out that the person you are married to is not the person you thought he was, that all along he had been lying, cheating, sneaking around and leading a double life. He swears that it was only looking - no meetings in chat rooms or anything else. But, my gut feeling is that he was at least contemplating other things and I think if someone had offered s*x (and he thought he could get away with it), he would have gone for it. Or, maybe he thought we would engage in group activities or perhaps he was considering hookers or discreet encounters with women on adult dating sites. I don't know. I do know that that's how depraved that junk makes you over time. Anything goes – and, the nastier, the better.
Over the next several weeks, I spent all my free time researching his on-line activities. We had another heated discussion when I found out he had multiple MySpace pages (at least one of which listed him as "single") and I also questioned why his FaceBook did not acknowledge that he is married. DH had lots of MySpace "gaming friends," many of whom were young girls with pictures of them suggestively posed or scantily clad. A few of his "friends" I believe were nothing more than on line hookers or links to p-sites. DH agreed to delete the accounts – should I have even had to ask? It still bothers me that he did not view this behavior as inappropriate for a married man and that he has no understanding of appropriate boundaries. I also know he has about five email accounts (perhaps more), several of which receive lots of p-related emails. I also found out he had been viewing lots of adult videos on YouTube. Don't you just love the Internet?
At this point, I'm not sure I know everything and the mistrust continues. He has lied to me so many times that I don't believe much of what he says. That might be what hurts the most – the look-you-in-the-face lies, over and over again. DH wants to just forget it and act like it never happened - doesn't seem to get the damage this has inflicted on me. I've had to go to ridiculous lengths to try and put a stop to his p-use at home. I installed a key logger program on his computer (records every character he types, everything he looks at, every website he visits) and a porn blocker. I set up my laptop and the kid's computer with passwords so that he does not have access. I've searched his personal effects and his vehicle, repeatedly. I hate it.
DH swears he has quit, but it's obvious to me that he's got an addiction problem because he let it slip that he thought about it all the time. I've demanded that it all cease and he knows what he's risking if it continues. But, addicts only care about getting their fix; they don't care who they hurt. So, he may lie to me if he thinks he can get away with it. I've told him I have no intention of looking the other way and ignoring this and if it continues, I'm gone. And, I'm serious about that.
I've been reading lots of books on the subject and they all say it's his addiction, has nothing to do with you or your s*x life. That's partially helpful, but it still hurts. I am having a hard time getting over my feelings of betrayal, a hard time knowing that our relationship is not based on openness and honestly. And, the idea of dealing with this for the rest of our life together makes me cringe. I feel like the in-house p-police and I'm sick of it already. And the trust issues - that may go on forever.
































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