Have obviously namechanged, though have been more of a lurker than a poster for a while. But I really really hope that someone (WWIFN? SGB?) can offer me any advice. I am in so much pain.
So I have been with dh for nearly 18 years, and and love him so, so much, always have.
Some history; we'd both had some slightly unconventional sexual history; occasional threesomes etc, and tbh it was lovely to find someone who felt like an 'equal' in that regard. It didn't feel like a big deal to me.
Within a year or so we'd had the v occasional 'thing' with a couple he knew, who were lovely, but we saw them rarely, and certainly not always for sex. Dcs came along after a few years, and there were several years of nothing like that at all, which was completely fine, not even on my radar.
then we did do it again with some other dear friends, again they were in the main just regular friends, the sex was maybe 0.5% of our relationship, but dh was clearly keen for more, and at his instigation we met up with a couple of others that he'd found on the internet.
At this point I decided this wasn't for me. I really liked having sex with people I liked/ loved anyway, but these weren't even people Id normally be friends with, and I was clear with dh that I wasn't up for anything like that again, unless with people I knew and loved.
I knew he was disappointed, but seemed to understand. He certainly didn't seem to feel it as a huge deal, or say that it was really important to him.
I'm torn between trying not to drip-feed and not making this the longest post ever, there may be other details but this is the gist of the history.
I'm aware this might sound like we were crazed swingers, but truly, we were together for years and this felt like such a rare, small part of 'us' to me.
we got married a few years ago, and we've always got on really well, never really argued much, very loving respectful, honest relationship, I thought, though dh has always been more 'stressy' than me, about work etc, and can be quite grumpy.
Last spring he was clearly v v stressed, and wouldn't have sex with me; this has never happened before. He broke down and said that he wanted to tell me everythoing, that for years, since the dcs were tine, he'd been meeting men in saunas for sex, not often, but regularly. He'd had a safe sex scare and was waiting for results. He was going to stop, didn't really consider himself gay/ bi especially, had seen it as a weird stress release thing, wanted to now be honest, finish it. Also said that he'd always thought I knew!!!???!!! Which baffled me; he'd never been especially 'with' the men when we'd been together, and how on earth would I have known? I'd always completely trusted him.
There'd also been a bit of an angry response a few months before when I'd expressed some misgivings about his porn use (not keen on porn for many reasons, but never said DO NOT USE IT); I HAD had a feeling there was 'something' I wasn't party to and had asked him that if there was something he was thinking of/ looking at a lot, could he let me know, because I was feeling a bit as though I was being excluded, or something, couldn't put my finger on it. He was, looking back on it, ott defensive. Said he hardly ever looked, and what did I want, a report or something? I let it go. I still believed him. And we did a lot of taliking, both did some self-developement courses, made a lot of time for each other, decided we could deal with his together.
And since the stuff came out in the spring we've been great, really better than for years, loving, just lovely. Just over a month ago I told him that I really felt like it was over, that I trusted him again.
About a week after that he told me he'd been looking at some sexy photos of us from years ago on the computer, and I asked where they were, hadn't looked at them for years myself and knew they'd be very well hidden in case the dcs were ever to be on that computer (unlikely). He told me where they were hidden, and there was a flash of something across his face that just made me think 'shit, there's something else there'.
He went away for two nights with work and I looked, and my fucking world came crashing down in pieces.
There were pictures of quite a few women, some explicit, with names attached to the files.
I couldn't phone ( he was abroad) but sent him an email saying wtf? and don't bullshit me. He rang that night to say that they were women he'd paid for sex.
This may not be the case for everyone, but for me that is a fucking huge, huge, dealbreaker deal in a way that even sex with men in saunas wasn't. I would never never dream that I could be with a man who uses prostitutes, sex workers for me are women who are at least likely to be vulnerable and what kind of scummy bastard wants to have sex with someone under those circumstances.
And yet, this is my darling dh, and I've love dhim for so long and I can't just stop. I can't believe any of this is happening.
This was a month ago. I'm just becoming able to eat and sleep and function. I never knew anything could hurt so much.
He kept lying about details for the first 2 weeks, which felt like it would kill me as new stuff came out.
the porn was amassive part of it, and he found these women on a website.
He now says I know everything. I believe him, but I believed him all the other times too.
He believes he has a sex addiction, which makes sense as a model. He is attending sex aa 12 step meetings 3 times a week, is seeing a specialist counsellor, is doing everything 'right', is desperate not to lose us, but I am in pieces and can't think straight or make any decisions. we've slept seperately from the day it came out, and he's moving out for a couple of weeks to give me head space.
What on earth can I do? can I live with a addict; but I can't imagine life without him, esp as we have a dc with a challenging disability, but also I just love him, I just want this to stop.
Shit this is so long, thank you so much for getting to the end. If anyone can give me thoughts, please, be kind. Especially if you have any experience of sex addiction. Thank you.