I found this on another site and thought it might help you.Its from a XWH to his BW.
Posted: 9:58 PM, December 30th (Friday), 2005
I walked thru dark shadows thinking I was basking in sunlight, and attention.
Instead it was an evil darkness, one that overcame me, one that overpowered me.
I heard words that I wanted you to speak, that in the past you had spoken.
But in the comfort of an established relationship, you had forgotten to speak or I had forgotten to listen.
I started out seeking the attention I wanted from you, attention you were giving me.
But it was an attention in another form, one of the caregiver, the provider, not the new lover.
I allowed myself to get sucked into a sinkhole, and got sucked in further and futher.
I would come home at night and try and wash myself in the cleanliness of our marriage, our love, just to get dirty again the next day.
I began to rot from the inside out, slowly at first then faster as the days went by.
It festered my night, and was bandaged by day, to be unseen by you, unfelt by me.
My esteem, which was low in the beginning, was now nill.
What pride I had in myself was now totally gone.
I made myself not think of it, and if I did, I was lost in a nightmare.
One I couldn't share with my best friend, my soulmate.
How lost do you have to feel, when you are with someone, but so alone?
Alone, because of your own actions, you own dirty deeds.
Yet I tried to convice myself it didn't matter.
You didn't care, you wouldn't care, it wouldn't hurt you.
Knowing it would, deep down, but when you are wrong, you try to justify.
Try to shift blame, because, who wants to admit their own stupididty?
Did I think about loosing you?
Yes, and my world became covered in tears and fear.
But the spiral had become a nonstop fall, and I couldn't figure how to get out.
I couldn't ask you for help, I had hurt you, before you even discovered what I had done.
I knew that, I dreaded that, I was scared of that, I caused that.
I would swear tomorrow would be different, then one word, one action from you, would give me a justification in MY OWN MIND to do it all over again, still knowing it was wrong.
I was weak, I was stupid, I was my own downfall, in your eyes and in my own.
You discovered, you confronted, THANK GOD!
I can't explain why I was weaker than you.
I can't explain why I did it.
No explanaiton makes it right.
I hope one day I can see myself in a better light, because as low as you think I am as a WS, I would bet money I think of myself much lower than you do.
I am not professing to know your pain, I can only imagine how betrayal must feel.
But not only did I betray you, I betrayed myself, and I am sorry.
Just my words, on how I felt upon discovery, and still do.
Often BS wonder how they can forgive, true regretful WS, wonder everyday when they look in the mirror, if they can ever truly see themselves as "a good person". It is a very large and hard pill to swallow that you are a bad person, one who has inflicted pain and hurt, and then double the size of that pill when you see the hurt reflected in you partners eyes, words or actions, knowing we only have the power left to say we are sorry, but have no power to remove the pain.
Hope it helps
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