This is my first entry here in the SO journals. As I write this I am feeling so heavy. I found out my DH is back to his PA again, after a major break-up in November, and lots of counseling since. He is aware that if I catch him doing it our family will be dissolved...and yet his careful deleting of internet history is what tipped me off again, none of my passwords were being remembered. Luckily, I have a keylogger (which he IS aware of but can't gain entry to) that tells me every little detail.
I was sickened.
Crushed.
So much so that I have been unable to confront him during the past 3 days.
I've talked to my friends about this. They all say it's "normal." They laugh at me for being so upset, say I'm prudish. They tell me I should go and look at some P, hey, maybe I would enjoy it. I tell them it makes me sick. They say I am being dramatic. I tell them it's cheating, they say it's nothing of the sort. They ask how often we have sex, as though it's my fault. They don't get it at all. They make me feel like I am hurt/devastated/and broken up inside over nothing.
I can't change the way I feel about this. If I could, I would shut off the sadness like a leaky faucet and move on. I would love to feel nothing but amusement while going through his internet history. I would love to sleep soundly at night while he is locked in his office, not caring one bit whether he was working or going through 100's of P sites.
I keep asking myself what the worst part of this is. Besides the feeling of terror everytime I sit down at my computer, I'd say the worst part is living with a stranger. I've had children with this man. I've allowed myself to trust, love, and respect this person with every part of my being. I would NEVER imagine doing anything to knowingly hurt him, even if it was an addiction. I would do anything to protect him from hurts. And yet...he thinks so very little of me that he can't even do the same. He covers and lies about everything to the point that I wonder if I am crazy...I doubt what I see. I have to look and look again to believe it. This makes him a stranger to me. I recognize his face, the way that he moves, the sound of his voice. And yet his thoughts, desires, and motives totally unknown.
I marvel at the number of SO's on here who have had the strength and love to stay. I don't know how they do it. I don't want to walk away, I want to run. My only fear is that if I do, I will never love another person again.
































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