Hello,
I've just stumbled upon this website and, having lurked for a while have realised what a lovely bunch you are and I need your help. I would go to my friends, but none of them are around and I do not want to trouble the people I'm with. I will try to keep it brief but I would really welcome your thoughts as this is something I need to try to understand.
I had a miscarriage at 11 weeks earlier this year and it was a much wanted baby and we were devastated. Then I had to go away with work for a prolonged period (and am still away). I went away, still very fragile and in emotional pain and missing my husband terribly. I was desperate to tell someone that I'd miscarried as it felt like an enormous burden and I felt so alone. I was talking to my husband regularly but looking back trying to put a brave face on as everytime I got upset, it would distress him. I then met a lovely man who to cut a long story short was the type who almost invited confidences and, when he told me about his friend's miscarriage, it opened the floodgates for me. I told him about mine and we talked about all kinds of other stuff too. Before I knew it, we were meeting regularly and simply enjoying each other's company- he made me feel better and really safe in his company if that makes sense. Our relationship deepened and we both started to care about one another more than is healthy if you like and before i knew it were were embroiled in an emotional affair that was like a drug. My husband found out and I agreed not to contact this man again. I'm now pleased I've severed ties (I still have a lot of respect for this person as he is truly lovely) and I have fallen back in love with my husband as I had definitely distanced myself. My husband has full access to my emails and correspondance and I no longer have my mobile and I have assured him that he can have full access for trust purposes.
In order to try and save my marriage (which is hard given that I'm still away from home) I've been going through things with my husband and working out what went wrong if you like. Realising the emotional trench I found myself in and how I was seeking help from someone near me rather than my husband was an epiphany and I think my husband understands, but what he cannot understand is why I did it, why I didn't listen to all the alarm bells going off in my head and what would have happened if he hadn't found out. Looking back it now seems clear to me what a cloud I was under and it doesn't seem like me. When there were warning bells I did listen to them, but couldn't tear myself away. I am convinced that it woudl have ended, but I can see how my husband cannot understand that as it was clear how deep I'd got myself into this. I feel so stupid for what I've done and is especially galling for DH that it happened so quickly. I have told him all this, but I don't want to sound like my miscarriage is the root of all it as it sounds like an excuse, but looking back, I see a different person.
Now I've written this I can imagine some of your responses might me, 'what help do you want?'. the reply is I don't know- but some sage advice from some lovely people?
Thanks for reading x x x