I don?t even know where to start?..
We have been together for almost 6 years. And all these years there were times when I felt like I was going crazy. Literally.
I never felt like DP was totally honest with me, he never let me in the whole way. Although he was very affectionate, we had similar views; he always complimented me and reminded me how much I am loved. I believed he was the one, that we had a future together etc. I brushed his unwillingness to speak under carpet and kept moving on. after all there are a lot of people who do not enjoy the deep sort of conversations.
However there was always ?. ?something? , that I could not put my finger to. It is so difficult to explain really. I sort of knew he was up to something but there was no proof. Questions were raised from my part on a regular basis, sometimes allegations, all of which were turned against me and I felt like a paranoid wreck. I was checking PC history, I was searching his clothing, I was checking his phone?. along this he was ever so charming and again made me believe that he is ?the one?, that we are perfect together , that his love towards me is endless. I felt like I was the one in wrong, I was made to believe that he was the perfect guy and I?m the one looking for reasons to have an argument etc. I just can?t quite believe I was manipulated like that. I was even prescribed AD.
He has now been arrested on suspicion of voyeurism. He was caught at a hotel; apparently he has been going there regularly. He admitted it.
I find it so difficult to even type. The thought of him sneaking around, spying on vulnerable people (who are not aware of his actions, obviously) to gain sexual pleasure, makes me sick. If it was something as simple as an affair I would be able to understand, I would deal with it. But this is beyond me.
All this time he was living in his own world. I feel like I was used for a cover. Just to make him seem ?normal?, to make him appear like a perfect family guy. I am once again a mess. But this time is different. Even though my self-esteem has suffered in past years, I now know that there was only one crazy person in the family, and it was not me. The sad thing is, my first instinct was to help him, to save him! Now, the reality has kicked in and i just don't know how to move on.