I've been putting off starting this journal. In my mind I felt it wouldn't be complete unless I told my story up until this moment, today. To me it seems important to tell where I've been so that the reader "gets" me. There is just one problem. I don't want to. But here I am, in this moment. I suppose we'll just see where the fingers on the keyboard and the heart takes me. Ok?
You see, I've been living the cycle of discovery, confrontation, and denial for almost fifteen years. Every time we were caught in the whirlpool, I said, "this is the last time....I can't do this anymore." and yet I've lost count of how many times I let him trample my weak boundaries. How many times I LET him disrespect me (sometimes in front of me), lie to me, make me feel like the insecure, untrusting, crazy one. I've lost track of how many "one last chances" there have been and I've lost track of how many different ways I cried out in pain and anger. He doesn't get that he has rendered me numb and that the only energy I can muster any more is for ME to be healthy. He depleted my energy for him, for us. I have no more to give him. He disrespected the trust, he disrespected the love and he gave me a wall of avoidance, manipulation and anger in return for all the good things I tried to give him.
What I've asked for is space. I've now said to assume we will not get back together. I want a legal seperation. This has been an extremely difficult point for me to get to. To him, I'm sure, it seems that I changed overnight. But I didn't. It was a change that happened over months and even years. He says, "why now have you given up on me?" I'm saying, "Its time to love myself."
You know where I've been right? You don't need an outline of discoveries do you? I will say that we've dealt with the following:
Internet porn, chat rooms, phone sex lines, emotional affairs, innapropriate flirtations with other women, at least one semi-physical affair, trolling craigslist - gay.com & Ashley Madison. And I'm sure there are things I'm forgetting.
I do have hope for him. I do care deeply for him. Him accepting that this is an addiction is a HUGE step and I pray for him on his journey. However, I can no longer walk beside him.
So here I am. In this moment, today. Trying to love and heal myself. Trying to take care of me. I'm attending S-anon, going to a therapist and finding things to be grateful for in the everyday world.
Thanks for reading,
Colleen
































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