God I'm struggling at the moment. This will no doubt be a loooong waffle, apologies in advance. I think I'm just going to use this to get my feelings out.
For the last week or so it's just been really hard. I don't even know why, it just has. I really felt like I was starting to trust him again and now at the moment I just feel like I'll never get it back. Saturday night we were in bed just messing about on our phones, things had been absolutely fine and all of a sudden I thought "he's doing something on his phone, he's back on fabswingers again". Once the thought was there it wouldn't go away and I lay there til 3am stressing about it. In the morning I woke up and the rational part of me was like 'wow you were being ridiculous last night' and looking back, I don't think he was doing anything - but in the moment, I am utterly convinced he's doing something and it's AWFUL.
I'd got to a point where I wasn't really feeling the need much to check his phone, he leaves it lying about all the time and I'm just not bothered. Now I'm back to checking again. Sadly being on mumsnet has taught me all the different things to check (you know the stuff like checking for hidden apps, checking battery/app use etc etc), and yes I know it's really sad and totally wrong in itself that I'm even feeling the need to check this stuff. Anyway. Every time, I've found nothing. I'm questioning my sanity again and I know it's not healthy.
Ever since the weekend I've just felt really down and stressed and agitated all week. I had my counselling session this morning, the first one in 3 weeks - I walked in and she asked how I am, I smiled and said 'fine thankyou' and then I burst into tears and spent the whole hour sobbing.
I'll be honest, recently I've been thinking more about leaving him. The other day we were looking at our finances and working some stuff out and I sat and did some sums of my own to try and work out if I'd manage financially by myself. But it makes me really sad that I'm even thinking that way. Why am I so reluctant to consider separating? I can't make sense of it. It's like I have this massive sense of failure if we can't make it work and end up as yet another failed marriage, another statistic. And I know that's ridiculous because if it does fail - I know it's down to his actions, not mine. I KNOW that, I really do. I don't understand why I'm so against it.
And yet despite saying all the above, there's that part of me that does still love him and wants it to work. That little voice that says 'there's other people that have come through situations like this, you could too if you just give it more time'. That's the thing. I think what if I do end it, but actually if I'd given it time then we would have been OK and he would never have done anything again? Maybe he's genuinely regretful? People are human, they make mistakes and sometimes they learn from them so they don't do it again.
I know I'm rambling. I've just got so much going on in my head. I'm so overwhelmed. I honestly don't know how I'm functioning right now, I'm actually worried for my mental health, I feel like I'm going to lose the plot and have a nervous breakdown. How could he ever hurt me again, knowing what this has done to me? Why do men do stuff like what he has done? (I know women do too, but right now I'm just focusing on lying cheating bastard men, forgive me). Has he just actually never loved me at all, he just doesn't give enough of a fuck about me?
It's so hard because aside from all this, we have been OK. We actually all had a genuinely nice christmas, I genuinely forgot about all of this bollocks some of the days. We're getting on well, he makes me laugh, he's still making effort in other ways. I know none of that makes what he did OK, I'm just saying it for context - it's not like he's carried on being a total shit. That would make my decision a whole lot easier!
I was talking to my SIL yesterday and I told her I wish someone had a crystal ball and could tell me how it'll turn out. If someone could tell me to give it time and in 6 months/a year I'll feel better and I'll be able to trust him again and we can make a real go of it and be happy, then I'd be like OK right lets stick with it then. But no one can tell me that. And I can NOT feel like this for the rest of my life. I can't carry on in a relationship where I'm always doubting and worrying like this, it'll make me ill and frankly I know I deserve better than that.
If the trust thing WONT get better then I know my options are a) stay in the relationship and carry on like this and always feel miserable and worried or b) end it and be devastated over the loss of my husband, my marriage, my family. The problem is deciding which would make me more miserable. Because I know for a fact I'll be devastated if we split. Despite everything, I do love this man.
All those years, all our history together, our family life. If only he'd not done what he'd done, we could have been so happy right now. How could he be so fucking stupid? Why do they do it? I'm so desperate to know the answer to that. Do they really think it's worth risking everything they have? Or do they just not give a shit? Do they think what they're doing is OK?
I've got a lot of thinking and some decisions to make, I know that. And I know there'll be replies to this saying LTB, why are you putting up with this, do you not want a better life for you and your children, etc etc. And I get it I really do. In a way I actually agree with you. But before you're harsh with me please just remember, it's very easy to say that to someone and a lot harder to actually turn your life upside down and make that change. I'm not just some random on the internet, this is my actual life here and the whole thing is breaking my heart.
In the short term, I need to stop hiding what's going on in my head and actually talk. He keeps asking if I'm OK and I keep saying fine. My counsellor said I need to talk to him and be honest about how I'm feeling. But what do I say? It's the same conversation we've had so many times now. I don't even know what to say apart from 'I'm not OK'. She says I'm damaging myself by putting myself through this and not talking. I'm so sad. I just want someone to come round and give me a hug and take charge and tell me what to do.
I just want my old life back. I just want to go back to a time when we were happy before all this shit happened, I really don't know how we got here. I don't deserve it, it's so fucking unfair.