Hello, thank you for taking the time to read this. Right; big breath. Here goes.
I'm a divorced man in my late 50's, living alone in London. Almost 30 years ago I met, fell deeply in love with and married the woman of my dreams. I had a very successful, highly paid job in the City, with all the trimmings that went with it. Life as they say, was sweet.
Throughout my life I've suffered with addictions; it can be anything from coffee to gambling, to exercise to sex. The trick is to recognise an addiction when it starts to take a hold, to quickly break it and then avoid the cause until it dies down again (that sometimes means avoid forever) - I see it in my head as smothering a small fire with a fire extinguisher. A trick I learnt from my post-divorce therapy.
Anyhow, the combination of money/power/success when fuelled by addiction can be lethal.
Consequently, despite having a wife I was totally in love with, who brought me two amazing children; I had no angle on or control over my addictions and for 5-long years I partied with drugs, alcohol and prostitutes all hours, which my wife never questioned as she thought I was working pretty much 24/7.
Everything comes to an end; for me I became too casual and when my wife became suspicious as the evidence and my slip-ups mounted up I just held up my hands and confessed when she confronted me.
The fallout - for all of us - was devastating. I lost everything - and I mean everything house/money/job is the tip of the iceberg; the worst thing was losing my family - especially my wife - it just hadn't occurred to me in my warped state of mind that I was "cheating" - I lost seeing my children grow up, I lost the respect of my siblings, broke my parents hearts, lost friends....self-respect, self-confidence, every thing that was good in my life vanished in the blink of an eye.
Only the thought of providing for my children kept me from suicide.
My ex-wife went on to marry someone with whom she is deeply happy; that was 20 years ago now and they are still going strong. I am so pleased for her; I genuinely have no negative or resentful feelings towards her. I have since the very beginning gone out of my way to provide for my children in every way that I could/can through schooling, sharing care, holidays, university etc and they are both now happy/content adults living with partners.
But me? I have never forgiven myself, nor I doubt will I ever. I am still punishing myself even now. My therapy linked a lot of my addition issues in with an unhappy childhood (surprise surprise) the "invisible son" name I give myself represents my need/desire to prove myself to my parents, yet when I let them both down so badly in the end … well. I still can't really go there. That was almost as bad as seeing my wifes face when it dawned on her just what i'd done.
I've tried dating - particularly since my ex remarried, confirming there was absolutely no hope of us reuniting - but my heart was never in it...…. I always worried what would I say when the question "so what happened with you and your ex?" came up. Would I lie, or would I tell the truth as I watched her run away as fast as she can? In the end I dodged the question and inevitably the relationship rarely went beyond a first date. In many ways I was secretly happy that I had no success dating as it sort of added to the self punishment that I thought I deserved.
Then about 3 years ago I just stopped trying and gave up completely.
So why the change of heart? Children that's what. My children. They sat me down a few weeks back and the conversation started awkwardly at first with (more tactful) eldest saying "all that stuff that happened with you an mum was so long ago now dad...." I think though there message to me was maybe I should trust myself not to do it again and to share some of the huge capacity for love that I have which currently feels..... trapped in my heart.
Having poured my heart out then, i'm not asking for your sympathy because (a) I don't deserve and (b) even if I did, thank you but no thanks - instead I'm asking what would you do - if you are a man reading this what would you do if you were me? Would you try again, being open and honest? If you are a woman what would you say if you met someone like me on a date or in a social scenario where i'd just described my story to you?
You see; I truly believe that i'm sufficiently in control of my addictions to be as "cured" as I may every hope to be - I'd really like to meet someone; to form a long term committed relationship, but to do that involves total and utter honesty and truth...…… but am I asking too much? is what I have done and heaven forbid if the wheels fell off could do again - is it too much to ask of someone to give me a chance?
Thank you for reading this.