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jesusis4me -> RE: How do I put adultery in the past?? (12/7/2007 11:13:07 AM)
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Curiosity does eat at you. If you don't know what really happened, you assume the worst. Then when they tell you, you wonder if they are telling the whole truth or holding back details they think will really hurt. Either way, it is a losing situation for the one cheated on. If your spouse has been in an affair, then they have lied to you at some point. Once you are lied to about something so serious you question everything. Things are different post affair than pre affair. I used to like the song "Secrete Lovers" now I can't stand it. Turn that mess off!!! That's just one scenerio. If infidelity happens or is talked about on TV, I leave the room. Too many things in my everyday life reminds me of the pain and there I go again to that low low low point. I thought I had a rock solid woman too. At this point in my life, nothing surprises me. I could have written this almost verbatim. I am really struggling with his lack of pursuit of me. It's very hard. His efforts are muted and passionless -- sometimes mechanical-feeling. I hate that! I find myself just wanting to tell him, "I release you. You no longer need to feel obligated to our marriage. Don't stay because it's 'the right thing to do'. If you stay, stay only because you love me and can't stand the thought of living without me." I find myself within a hair's breath of saying that every couple of days or so. I am trying to be patient, trying to give him time -- but I know he can pursue with passion. He pursued 'her' with passion while he was married to me!!! [:@] I am okay with being alone. Really. I much prefer that to being someone's obligation. And yet, we go about our days, our nights like two friends (although he's really not even a 'friend' -- friends don't betray friends) with benefits, raising kids together. Our courting was soo not like this. I wish I'd known. Oh, how I wish I'd known. I try to turn off my emotions so that I don't care. I try, but I am lousy at it. So, I hang on to the love my late husband and I had. I take comfort in that. (God, how he loved me!) And I tell myself that it's just like it was after he died - gotta turn off those needs/desires and be grateful for the life I do have. I am grateful for my kids, for my health -- you know, all those things that really are important. But turning off those feelings is somehow easier when there isn't someone laying right next to you in bed who is virtually inaccessible unless he makes the advances. You know, not that it matters, he should love and be devoted to me just because I am his wife, but it's not like I'm hard on the eyes! I just don't get it. Here I am, ready, willing, waiting to have a wonderful marriage, the one he and I dreamed of... and there he is... passionless, muted, mechanical in his (rare) overtures towards us. I do hope and pray it gets better. Only God knows if it will. Sorry I've rambled. I guess I just need someone to talk to.
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