It's really difficult isn't it? It seems so easy to say that of course adultery is wrong.. I have posted before about my marriage. I was with my exH for 18 years in total, married for 11 of them, and we split up when I was 39. We have 2 great kids. I married for love and we really had a great relationship, and I meant every word of my marriage vows. However, our sex life was not truly fulfilling, even then (lack of interest on his part not mine). I said to myself that sex is only a part of a loving relationship and we had such a great friendship in every other way that that was the most important thing.
Then, a year after we married he was unfaithful while on business abroad, and I got an STD. I was devastated. BUT we had only been married a year and I couldn't imagine not being with him. So we went to counselling, I forgave him, he was very contrite. Years passed, we had kids, he travelled more and more with work, I was like a single parent a lot of the time, plus we lived abroad which brought its own problems. He became less and less interested in me as a woman, never wanted sex, wouldn't participate in family life, and fundamental differences in our attitudes to life which hadn't been obvious when we were child-free became glaring.
I think he was actually depressed but was the sort of man who would never talk about it, every so often I would bring up the subject. I tried to tell him that I was worried about him and us. He wouldn't pay any attention to my worries, wouldn't go to counselling, wouldn't go to the doc to see why he had no sex drive. We stopped having sex completely.
I started to think about infidelity. I knew that I didn't want my kids to be casualties of a broken family, I firmly believed that marriage was the best context for bringing up children. But when I looked to the future all I could see was another 30? 40? years of being a housekeeper. I felt so resentful and taken for granted.
In the end, before I finally accepted that I had to end the marriage, I was unfaithful with 3 different men. 2 flings, one affair. They taught me that I couldn't keep the marriage together by pretending all was ok and having a bit on the side when it all got too much to bear..
We are now separated and amicably so. I never told him about my infidelities. The kids seem ok and I am much happier. But I still miss being married (not to him!) and hope that one day I will have a proper partnership.
Infidelity is not always just a case of the grass being greener. I felt guilty but I justified it to myself cos he had broken his marriage vows too, he didn't respect me or honour me - and I had tried so many times to get him to see that we were in trouble. Perhaps I should have left first and then had my flings.. but I didn't want to break up my children's home. It wasn't just about sex though the thought of never having a loving physical relationship again was devastating..
What would you have done?