Almost three years since my husband confessed to an EA. In brief; both of us had counselling, together and alone, transparency 100%, told me everything - that wasn't nice but needed doing. Tried hard, he really did. I was the one who struggled; didn't trust him, insecure about myself, my looks, my attractiveness etc. but I tried so hard, and we got somewhere, we really did.
Then yesterday, I ask him to tell me what's going on as he's been distant, weird, couldn't put my finger on it. He's in bits; been to the doctors, asked for antidepressants etc, eaten up by guilt as he's had a short few weeks of becoming close to someone at work again. Met her twice, kissed her. That's definitely it, I honestly believe that. He is distraught, told her two weeks ago that he had made a mistake but he had to tell me.
Well, that's pretty much it, what can I say? I don't know what to do, please help me. Please.
Then yesterday, I ask him to tell me what's going on as he's been distant, weird, couldn't put my finger on it. He's in bits; been to the doctors, asked for antidepressants etc, eaten up by guilt as he's had a short few weeks of becoming close to someone at work again. Met her twice, kissed her. That's definitely it, I honestly believe that. He is distraught, told her two weeks ago that he had made a mistake but he had to tell me.
Well, that's pretty much it, what can I say? I don't know what to do, please help me. Please.
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