Recently, my husband and I took the opportunity to get away for the weekend.    During the long drive to reach our destination we had some long and introspective discussions.

The major thrust of our conversation stemmed from my husbands need to explain some of his personal truths.  Truths that he had become aware of  due to the events of his meltdown and affair.

Honestly, I am not sure what he wanted from me in return, although he did end up telling me he hoped I would one day forgive him for his betrayal.  I think he senses my hesitation to fully forgive, and I feel strongly now that somehow that is the next step in order for us to continue healing as a couple.

Still something stops me from giving him all of my heart as I had before the affair.  In my complete trust of my husband before the affair, I missed many warning signs and ignored many others.  I cannot tell you how many times I said to myself that my husband though not perfect, would never put our marriage at risk.  In his confessions, the truth came out.  My marriage that existed in my head was not the marriage that existed in his.  Though he had major issues of his own, and seems at last to be working on them, some of the stuff he confessed confirmed the thoughts I had been having for years.  Things I knew and chose to ignore .  I am not sure if I had ever confronted him in this regard if that would have been any better.

He didnt confess to other affairs, but to constantly blaming me for all that was wrong in his life.  It didnt matter whether it was financial, personal or work related, he blamed me.  I suspected he was doing that very thing, but with no real proof other than my intuition I never knew how to deal with it.  So when he told me this recently, all I could say was I know, and I understand.

My heart however has iced over now a bit.  I am shocked that I was right about him, and I am dismayed now that I have little empathy left.  I have not confessed to him how I feel yet because I cannot put it into a cohesive thought yet.

I am mad all over again, my trust level has dropped, and I do not like him.  I feel terrible.  He trusted me enough to share his thoughts and feelings, and to assure me that He would not ever feel that way again.  I think old habits die hard, and my feelings are hurt that I was not the woman to him I thought I was.

I don’t know what to do now?  I have not done alot regarding this revelation because I simply do not know what I want to do.

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