Has anyone else struggled with that specific wound and if so how did you make sense of it in your own mind.
I think anyone who gave R a shot had to find an answer to this.
I learned I wasn’t the only one trying to figure if I should stay or not.
For my wife, she planned to take the secret of her A to the grave — she was certain the truth would end us, and she held on to the only connection we had. However, she figured out that our connection was already hurt by her actions and the only chance to better, real connection was going to be the hard, bitter truth.
For my wife, she had to hope that truth would eventually allow for a better connection. But she had to overcome shame, guilt and all the things that go with having a conscience.
In our case, I didn’t want to be the last one standing, I wanted her to make me feel wanted.
And for a WS, some never understand that, or they never own their choices or worse, they remain unsafe by defending the damage they caused.
In the early days after my wife’s confession, my refrain was simple, "Show me, don’t tell me."
Words lose meaning after promises are broken.
For me, I also had to show that I wouldn’t always see her for worst days, that I would allow for new, better days.
Anyway, the proof in our M showed up in hundreds of consistent, kind, caring actions — that continued for months and now years.
My head hits the pillow at night and I know where I stand with my partner.
It took a few YEARS to get there, but we did.