I wonder if I am unhinged. I am unable to cope with my life at the moment and don't know where to start to detangle...
I've been married 10 years. I am/was having an affair. It's been going on and off and on and off for about 3 years. He left his wife, not because of me, but I think I was the catalyst if that makes sense. I have not left my husband but have continued the affair. He wanted to be with me, properly. I had a lot of things to sort out - working out what I want, I have 2 small ish children. He has two children that don't live with him. That sort of thing. Me and the affair partner go round in circles, very passionately, very emotively, back and forward, spending the most wonderful times together and then having the most awful arguments, usually via Whatsapp, where tone and thought gets lost. We both miss each other when we're apart. We are currently apart after I pushed him away again because he was unkind to me again. I reached out, he told me that he wasn't in a place to talk to me until after the New Year. I lost it, got all desperate and made a tit of myself.
I feel very lonely in my life without him. My life is horribly busy as it is - full time job, kids, a hobby that takes up my time and makes me tired but is almost essential for my mental health. He got cross that I didn't make time for him. I had very little time but gave him as much as I could. He had an affair before he met me and I am a very suspicious person (probs because I know what I'm capable of). He is similar to me in terms of emotional passion, but I wonder if that creates too much volatility between us. I feel like he is a drug to me.
Is this all sounding like a total shit show so far?
My husband knew that I had an affair but thought it was over a year ago. Nothing really changed as a result of me having an affair. Obviously Covid made it tricky. He is very busy at work, works nearly every evening, and is incapable of multi tasking - so our relationship has suffered/become invisible/pushed down the priority list, after pretty much everything. I care about him very much, but in a sort of platonic way. I don't want to feel like this. I can't think straight. Is the affair love this intense because it isnt real? How do I pull away when I can't stop thinking about him, even though it is destroying me. Could there be a happy conclusion for us, despite everything that's happened? Is this feeling of intense longing something that never sticks around in a long term relationship? Can I start to love my husband again? Where do I go with all of this?
I am prepared for honest responses, but also please be mindful that I am also looking at inpatient mental health facilities as I am not coping.