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I remember that Valentine's evening. We were 17. Young, I know. But it didn't matter. We both thought we'd had love in the past. But in one, brilliant, glorious moment, the two of us were simultaneously proven wrong. As we looked in each others' eyes, we knew we'd found the true and honest feeling of love.
But it still takes work. You have to want it to work more than anything in the world.
My wife and I have been having marital problems lately. But, we've been going to counseling and trying what we could to resolve them. This wasn't the simple "oh well we tried" type of counseling, either. It really was an honest effort on both our parts. And it was working.
Then something changed. I don't know what it was, but according to her, she just decided she didn't want to do this any more. Forget the improvements that have been made, forget the impact it'll have on the kids. Forget everything. She's done. Now she doesn't even want to talk. The part that makes it even worse? She's got a boyfriend, some guy at least 10 years older than her, probably more, from work. She says they haven't slept together. I hope that's true. But they are "seeing" each other. Even more amazing? He's married, too. His wife and I have talked. They're having marital problems, as well. And she thinks he's going to make her happy. By account of his wife, he's a violent cheating alcoholic. He's drunk all the time at home, has broken her arm in the past, and has cheated on her before. And my wife thinks he's going to, by quote of the email she wrote him "rescue" her? Somehow I'm not convinced.
But, despite the betrayal (ironic considering the email address I used to send her an email letting her know I wanted to talk was dream_the_betrayed) and the gut wrenching, soul burning, chest tearing pain she has brought onto me, I still love her more than anything else on this planet.
She says she's not interested in salvaging our marriage. Great timing now that counseling has started to work and it's starting to improve. She doesn't think it's improved enough. It took almost 5 years to get to this point, but she thinks it should change back to the way it was in the blink of an eye. She says the kids will adapt. And they will, but she and I both know they would be a thousand times better off if they have both of us together.
Do I blame her? Partially. But I know our marriage wasn't struggling just because of one person. Do I know what to do? No clue whatsoever. I've tried to convince her to make the effort to save the marriage. She doesn't seem interested right now. I've tried to get her to talk to me so I can at least have a better understanding. Maybe it's too soon for that.
Meanwhile, I feel like my heart has been constricted in a vacuum and is being sawed in two with a dull butter knife.
So there it is. My vent. Take from it whatever you want. I really don't care. I just needed to get it out.
I remember that Valentine's evening. We were 17. Young, I know. But it didn't matter. We both thought we'd had love in the past. But in one, brilliant, glorious moment, the two of us were simultaneously proven wrong. As we looked in each others' eyes, we knew we'd found the true and honest feeling of love.
But it still takes work. You have to want it to work more than anything in the world.
My wife and I have been having marital problems lately. But, we've been going to counseling and trying what we could to resolve them. This wasn't the simple "oh well we tried" type of counseling, either. It really was an honest effort on both our parts. And it was working.
Then something changed. I don't know what it was, but according to her, she just decided she didn't want to do this any more. Forget the improvements that have been made, forget the impact it'll have on the kids. Forget everything. She's done. Now she doesn't even want to talk. The part that makes it even worse? She's got a boyfriend, some guy at least 10 years older than her, probably more, from work. She says they haven't slept together. I hope that's true. But they are "seeing" each other. Even more amazing? He's married, too. His wife and I have talked. They're having marital problems, as well. And she thinks he's going to make her happy. By account of his wife, he's a violent cheating alcoholic. He's drunk all the time at home, has broken her arm in the past, and has cheated on her before. And my wife thinks he's going to, by quote of the email she wrote him "rescue" her? Somehow I'm not convinced.
But, despite the betrayal (ironic considering the email address I used to send her an email letting her know I wanted to talk was dream_the_betrayed) and the gut wrenching, soul burning, chest tearing pain she has brought onto me, I still love her more than anything else on this planet.
She says she's not interested in salvaging our marriage. Great timing now that counseling has started to work and it's starting to improve. She doesn't think it's improved enough. It took almost 5 years to get to this point, but she thinks it should change back to the way it was in the blink of an eye. She says the kids will adapt. And they will, but she and I both know they would be a thousand times better off if they have both of us together.
Do I blame her? Partially. But I know our marriage wasn't struggling just because of one person. Do I know what to do? No clue whatsoever. I've tried to convince her to make the effort to save the marriage. She doesn't seem interested right now. I've tried to get her to talk to me so I can at least have a better understanding. Maybe it's too soon for that.
Meanwhile, I feel like my heart has been constricted in a vacuum and is being sawed in two with a dull butter knife.
So there it is. My vent. Take from it whatever you want. I really don't care. I just needed to get it out.