Hi, its taken 2 days to read this and ive cried a few times at how familiar some of your feelings are, this is a bit of a stream of consciousness reply. Today is 5 weeks since I found out about dh and ow, I see her almost daily, my kids adore her and frequently ask to visit her house and it tears me apart. I feel trapped in my own house as she's my next door neighbour
I don't hate her, I don't hate either of them, I miss her and that's agony.
I found out on dd3s 3rd birthday at about 32 weeks pregnant with dc4, I'm now 37 weeks and pretty much in denial about having the baby.
The whole situation is just hideous. I made her tell her dh, I couldn't handle the guilt I felt at keeping it from someone I genuinely like, unfortunately I can't bring myself to speak to him now, for some reason I feel ashamed! But then he hasn't spoken to me since either so that's 2 friendships thrown away.
We will be able to move away in December due to dh's job, fortunate really as I can't handle Christmas in this house, she spent Christmas day with us last year (before anything was going on) as her dh was working and I didn't want to see her alone, my vindictive side sort of hopes she is alone this Christmas but then I feel like shit for being mean. I'm a nice person and I won't let them change that about me.
I can't bring myself to ask about this in rl but is it utterly ridiculous if I feel like I can salvage my marriage to feel like I may be able to salvage something of the friendship in time? I feel stupid even wondering it but the few times (weekly) we've been in social situations making small talk I remember how much I liked her and why. I know she doesn't want to lose the friendship she's told me a dozen times but would it be totally ridiculous to want something of it back?
I have no idea how much of how I'm feeling now is hormones and how much is really me, part of me is sure I'm going to turn round in 3 months time and realise I hate them both and hormones are making me a mug. How could they do this while I'm pregnant, how could they plan to sleep together knowing I'm going to be giving birth soon, I don't understand and that's the hardest thing, combined with it being a betrayal from both of them.
theyve both been scrupulously honest with me since i found out from what I can see, and I've seen far more than I ever wanted to but though it crossed lines they didn't sleep together, I suspect by now they would have but the messages between them were pretty clear. It came out of them having a friendship where they confided in each other about their issues at home instead of addressing them with their spouses, not happy about that but I can understand in a way. She took a conversation too far one day (ironically after a lovely day the four of us and my children had spent together) and he didn't back off, both equally at fault there. They both rubbished their vows and as far as I'm concerned she owed me loyalty too as a friend so I do hold them both to blame.
What this has left us with is all of the issues he was confiding in her about, Both of us mourning the loss of a friendship and neither of us is certain how we feel about the other or if we can make this work, he says he doesn't think he loves me but he does care about me (which is sort of I think how I feel about him, certainly not romantic love but I don't want to see him hurt or lose him, is that love?), yet the fear he showed that id leave when he told me that (written down, writing seems to be working well for us) makes me wonder where that line lies in his head. I know he's trying to work on his own issues and I think he's trying to work on us but I don't know how much patience I can give. I want us both to feel happier, have more self esteem etc and come out of this in a positive way either together or apart but I don't want to wait around while he fixes himself and decides he doesn't want me. I'm trying to resist the urge to 'get in there first'
Practically if we split life will be horrid, I'm not in a position to support myself, by the end of August I will have 4 children 7 and under (the closeness in age was deliberate), there's no option for shared custody, if we split the distance will be hundreds of miles apart, there's really no way round that due to his job. So it's council housing and benefits at least to start and the thought of ending up on one of the estates in my home town makes me shudder, not to mention being stuck near his interfering parents. I'm working on my degree through the Ou and want to get a PGCE but that's another 4 years off so trying to work out what I can do in the meantime to support myself if we split. I hate even having to think about it. This isn't my life, it's not what we planned, or what I wanted. I keep wondering what sort of example this is to my daughters.