I've been here for years but have nc as want to be honest in the hope of getting some advice that might help.
I just feel so wretched and pathetic admitting it, but it's been eight years since xh's affair and I still regularly cry when I am reminded of it.
I threw him out when I discovered it and felt very empowered at the time. I got a good financial settlement, and have a really good life that is usually very happy.
But it is always there, just below the surface. I don't have sm and am no longer in touch with his family or any mutual friends by choice because I couldn't cope with news. I have changed the house and all of our old routines. I have really, really tried to move on.
But the slightest thing - scent, piece of music, type of food - brings back floods of memories and I am sobbing. We lived next door to each other as children, went off to university together, were married for decades, three dc all adults now. I haven't got any memories that don't include him and now even the good ones are painful.
I don't want him back. He asked often enough. But I can't believe he did it. How could he? He had an affair for years. I was a good wife, a good mother, worked hard at my career, everything.
How did I not know? I am so thick and naive and gullible. I haven't even attempted dating in eight years. My self esteem is so low that I'd make terrible choices. I'd be a terrible, suspicious partner. I wouldn't survive another affair. It's how it has made me feel. Just worthless.
I rarely hear news about him but he is still with ow. They are engaged I think. That doesn't bother me at all btw, except glad the divorce wasn't for nothing.
Other women get over it. Friends have divorced and remarried while I've stood still. There must be a trick to getting past it, is there?