I’m in need of advice. I don’t know where to turn and really can’t discuss this with anyone in RL.
Background – I was in a very abusive relationship for 16 years. 5 years ago after suffering a nervous breakdown, I finally managed to get myself sorted enough to call time on my ex. He was finally removed by the police and I have been raising my 2 DC alone ever since.
As far as anyone knows I managed this on my own, found strength after loads of therapy and medication. But really, secretly I had “someone” holding my hand. This someone is married. To a friend. Also much, much older than me. He knew all about the abuse, saw the bruises, knew my ex and the whole situation. He came to me, via text to begin with, and started telling me how beautiful I was, how I didn’t deserve the life I had and he would do anything to help me. He rescued me. But it was a secret and until now no-one knew.
After about a year of being on my own (but having this man in the background messaging me, meeting in secret etc) I decided I had to stop it and told him. He was devastated. He didn’t want to stop. He said he was in love with me, had never felt such love for anyone. I loved him too. Desperately. He saved my life, he seemed to care so much about me and my DC. I felt like I owed him everything. But he didn’t want to leave his wife. And I didn’t want him to because I care for her so much. She is such a good friend and completely innocent. The ramifications on all the families would have been horrific. So I stopped it, even though it absolutely broke me to do so. I was so alone and so hurt.
He was very insistent – he wouldn’t stop messaging me, still checking in and telling me that all I had to do was ask and he’d do anything for me… I kept him at arms length but couldn’t quite block him. I know I should have but I still had to see him with my friend and act like everything was normal. Our DC’s were great friends, we even went on holidays and weekends away together.
When covid arrived I thought this would be the time it would stop. By the summer I joined a dating app and met a lovely man my own age. We got together and things accelerated faster than was probably sensible due to the winter lockdowns and childcare bubbles. We spend all our free time together except when he had his own DC. We were in the most delicious loved up bubble and very happy. I felt safe and secure for the first time. Probably ever.
When all the restrictions were finally lifted in May 21, things changed. DP wanted to see his friends, live his life, play sport etc. etc. He had his DC 50:50 with ExW whereas I have my DC 100% so I would see my friends when he had his children and was always free for him when he wanted me. He started using his childfree time to do other things than see me and I felt very side-lined. If I mentioned it, he was dismissive and said I couldn’t expect things to be the same now lockdown was lifted. I started to feel very insecure and lonely. I was really struggling with life, had a massive mental health wobble and had to start taking antidepressants again when I’d managed a good few months without them. The married man was often in my company – with other friends and his DW – and fully aware that I was seriously wobbly again. He started messaging. Reminding me he loved me and always would, offering a friendly ear and a shoulder to cry on. To my shame, I replied. And although this time there was never any meetings or anything sexual, it was an inappropriate relationship. That continued until a month ago when my DP discovered that I had been talking to this man.
DP was so, so angry. I’ve never known such anger and hurt. I feel so bad for what I’ve done to him. I’ve been forced to analyse this horrible situation in the past few weeks in a way I’d never dared to before, I’ve told DP everything and it seems like I went from one abusive controlling relationship into another but even worse because it was secret and such a betrayal to people I love. Now my eyes have been opened I have to accept that this man took advantage of me. I am devastated to have been so stupid. I am a disgustingly weak and just so ashamed that I allowed it to carry on.
DP and I have agreed we want to stay together and move forward, but each day he starts talking about it again. He won’t believe me that I’ve stopped talking to the other man. I have. I’m so upset I don’t think I’ll ever be able to speak to him again.
I’m so desperate to make it better for us both. We are both so sad and he is so angry and hurt. He says it’s a huge betrayal and I am not the person he thought I was. He thought I was strong. I am afraid I was only strong because I had someone in my corner. How do I mend this? How do I mend me? I don’t want to be a weak woman that needs a man to build me up and give me strength. I need it to come from within.