Second time around - 05/04/17 07:30 PM
I just need to get this off my chest. I feel too humiliated to talk to any of my friends, and my best friend, my husband, is not appropriate at this point, I suspect.
We have been together for 12 years, married for 6. We have too adorable kids - 4 and 2. And this is the second time I have caught my husband having an affair.
The first time was about 7 years ago and it was a flirtation of a few months that led to one night at a hotel. We used the tools on MB, talked a lot, agreed on no contact with the lover and finally got over it. As much as one can. When I found out, I was certain we would fix it. I think I might have taken it too lightly and swept it under the rug. We didn't go to counselling and never truly dealt with any of issues that led to the affair. I think there has always been a part of me that thought it will not be the last time. I didn't snoop, nag, ask too many questions nor demanded absolute openness when it came to his phone/computer, etc. Firstly, because I thought it was humiliating. Secondly, because he found it offensive. And thirdly, because I think I never truly wanted to find out any more 'bad news'.
Life was good. We reconciled, had fun, travelled, spent all our free time together, bought a house, got married, had two kids, lived abroad. We were each-other's best friends. We have common interests and hobbies, world views and dreams. He is a great dad and a great husband (excluding this one horrible flaw of being a serial cheater). That is not to say life was all butterflies and unicorns. We are both quite unhappy with our jobs and have had a hard time finding true joy in anything recently. We have discussed it and tried to find solutions, but we agreed that it is just some form of an existential crisis - two small kids, the endless circle of chores and work and everyday issues. We hate the rut we are in, but haven't been able to change anything. Both of our cups are more than half empty and that has cause the relationship to suffer. We were kind of resigned I think. We knew things were not great with us, but neither of us did anything. Just waiting for things to get better. Magically? With the summer coming.
Three days ago I opened our laptop to my husband's Facebook message page (it was open, that is) and to his very direct message to a mutual friend - want to come over at lunch for some sex?
This time, I have no idea if we can come out of it. He claims it was just sex. I have no reason to suspect otherwise. Truly. Knowing the other woman (single, older) and having been in the same company with her and my husband many times, I believe it was indeed just sex. We haven't gone into the specifics, but I think the affair has been lasting over a year. We haven't had a very good sex-life for quite some time. From before our second kid was born. He has a much higher libido than me to begin with and for the past two years I have been neglecting him in that area even more. I just don't feel like having sex. I just can't be bothered. Sleep or books are so much more valuable and fulfilling at the moment. He claims that is the only thing that he doesn't like about our relationship. Other than that, I am still the love of his life and the only one he has ever wanted to be with.
I asked him to move out temporarily. He calls every morning and evening to talk to the kids. When they finish, we stay silent on the phone until I eventually say bye and hang up. We have had one 3-hour Facebook chat about it, because he couldn't face me. I couldn't face him either. And being open about sex has never been an easy thing for us, so not having to look at each other helped. Still, we didn't come to any conclusions, didn't make any decisions. He told me he wants to stay, that he never wanted to go anywhere, just fill this need for sex. And that now it is my decision. We haven't talked after that. I don't know if it's because he believes it will just blow over with time or because he doesn't know what to say. Or he thinks the ball is in my court and I will just decide on my own after a few days/weeks of contemplation.
How do I decide? What do I decide? My dignity or my family? My self respect or my best friend? How many times do you let someone do that to you before you decide to walk. I cannot imagine my life, our lives, without him. Looking at my kids tears me apart. And what reason do I have to believe that things will be any different this time? Walk away now, while I still have time to build a new life for myself? Or stay and hope for the best, that we will not find ourselves in the same situation 10 or 15 years from now, when it is too late for a new beginning? I don't want to give up on us, but I am not sure we can get out of this one together...
We have been together for 12 years, married for 6. We have too adorable kids - 4 and 2. And this is the second time I have caught my husband having an affair.
The first time was about 7 years ago and it was a flirtation of a few months that led to one night at a hotel. We used the tools on MB, talked a lot, agreed on no contact with the lover and finally got over it. As much as one can. When I found out, I was certain we would fix it. I think I might have taken it too lightly and swept it under the rug. We didn't go to counselling and never truly dealt with any of issues that led to the affair. I think there has always been a part of me that thought it will not be the last time. I didn't snoop, nag, ask too many questions nor demanded absolute openness when it came to his phone/computer, etc. Firstly, because I thought it was humiliating. Secondly, because he found it offensive. And thirdly, because I think I never truly wanted to find out any more 'bad news'.
Life was good. We reconciled, had fun, travelled, spent all our free time together, bought a house, got married, had two kids, lived abroad. We were each-other's best friends. We have common interests and hobbies, world views and dreams. He is a great dad and a great husband (excluding this one horrible flaw of being a serial cheater). That is not to say life was all butterflies and unicorns. We are both quite unhappy with our jobs and have had a hard time finding true joy in anything recently. We have discussed it and tried to find solutions, but we agreed that it is just some form of an existential crisis - two small kids, the endless circle of chores and work and everyday issues. We hate the rut we are in, but haven't been able to change anything. Both of our cups are more than half empty and that has cause the relationship to suffer. We were kind of resigned I think. We knew things were not great with us, but neither of us did anything. Just waiting for things to get better. Magically? With the summer coming.
Three days ago I opened our laptop to my husband's Facebook message page (it was open, that is) and to his very direct message to a mutual friend - want to come over at lunch for some sex?
This time, I have no idea if we can come out of it. He claims it was just sex. I have no reason to suspect otherwise. Truly. Knowing the other woman (single, older) and having been in the same company with her and my husband many times, I believe it was indeed just sex. We haven't gone into the specifics, but I think the affair has been lasting over a year. We haven't had a very good sex-life for quite some time. From before our second kid was born. He has a much higher libido than me to begin with and for the past two years I have been neglecting him in that area even more. I just don't feel like having sex. I just can't be bothered. Sleep or books are so much more valuable and fulfilling at the moment. He claims that is the only thing that he doesn't like about our relationship. Other than that, I am still the love of his life and the only one he has ever wanted to be with.
I asked him to move out temporarily. He calls every morning and evening to talk to the kids. When they finish, we stay silent on the phone until I eventually say bye and hang up. We have had one 3-hour Facebook chat about it, because he couldn't face me. I couldn't face him either. And being open about sex has never been an easy thing for us, so not having to look at each other helped. Still, we didn't come to any conclusions, didn't make any decisions. He told me he wants to stay, that he never wanted to go anywhere, just fill this need for sex. And that now it is my decision. We haven't talked after that. I don't know if it's because he believes it will just blow over with time or because he doesn't know what to say. Or he thinks the ball is in my court and I will just decide on my own after a few days/weeks of contemplation.
How do I decide? What do I decide? My dignity or my family? My self respect or my best friend? How many times do you let someone do that to you before you decide to walk. I cannot imagine my life, our lives, without him. Looking at my kids tears me apart. And what reason do I have to believe that things will be any different this time? Walk away now, while I still have time to build a new life for myself? Or stay and hope for the best, that we will not find ourselves in the same situation 10 or 15 years from now, when it is too late for a new beginning? I don't want to give up on us, but I am not sure we can get out of this one together...