I was in a state of disbelief for about 6 months actually. It was about that time when I posted on here, convinced that if I ever told anyone what had happened, they would tell me to call time on my marriage. That scared me, but I felt that I needed to know that, if people felt it. It often occurs to me that I must have picked a good time to post, because no-one did.
By that time however, my H had long since started counselling, something he never would have entertained in the past. He was (and still is) doing everything in his power to make up for this massive hurt.
I really understood and empathise with the feeling that your H is not the person you thought he was - and my H also describes himself as two people; the person he was in 2008 and the one he is now. What helped me understand this actually was that prior to this happening to us, some good friends of ours were splitting up because of an affair. I used to tell the injured party that the spouse was going through a type of temporary insanity and that this would pass. The betraying friend became totally unlike their normal self, re-writing history about the relationship and generally being a self-absorbed arse. That saga was very vivid when I made my discovery, so I could relate to the reality that when in the grip of an infatuation of any sort, people do behave in a way that is out of character.
One of the hardest things for us I think is that the person who has hurt you becomes your counsellor, especially if you have told no-one else about what has happened.
When I look back over the past 20 months, I realise that in the first year, there were incredible highs and incredible lows. In the early days, I read voraciously and remember I kept reading about this magic 2 year watershed. I have kept focusing on that and it is almost upon me. The lows still come, but they are not as bad as they once were and although my marriage was happy before this happened, it is a much better relationship now.
The images you describe do still come, but they have lessened and my H has helped by answering my questions honestly about the sex.
I still find that I can become weepy or sad about an aspect of it - and the bit that usually causes me most pain is the hell I seemed to be going through for the year or so they were in contact - and how lonely I felt when there were other things conspiring against me in my life. Prior to this happening, my H had always been my most powerful advocate, had always been so proud of me and my successes. That year, it felt as though everything I touched turned to dust and whereas before, I would have talked to him about what I should do, he didn't seem interested. Now, he effervesces pride about absolutely everything I do and is always singing my praises. He always was a rock in my life, but now he is a mountain.
You have to trust your instincts with something like this. If you truly believe that your H is a good man who made a horrible mistake for a while - and that he loves you deeply, it is easier to move on.
Our situation was perhaps different to others. I had always believed that he loved me more than I loved him - and I had much more in my life in terms of friends, career etc., than him. He admits now that he always felt he was "punching above his weight" with me and felt somewhat in my shadow. I had in fact never realised how much his adoration had been the springboard for my successes. Once that adoration seemed to go, other things in my life seemed to unravel...
So one of the biggest realisations for us was that I loved him far more deeply than I had thought. Our relationship is now much more equal. Perhaps differently to some of you, I thought before, that if it all went tits up, I would be just fine. When it came to it though, I realised I wouldn't be just fine at all, I would be heartbroken. That said, I do know that I could manage without him, I just don't want to.
In the past, any petty grievances I had with him were "bargained away" by me with the thought: "But he loves me unconditionally and would never hurt me" and of course, that has gone now. So I just wouldn't tolerate some of the rubbish of the past, such as laziness or selfishness. He knows that too - it's like a zero tolerance approach.
He has changed so much in the past 20 months and he really is now the sort of husband I dreamed of many moons ago. He is incredibly sensitive to my mood and will talk at the drop of a hat. He is incredibly unselfish and puts everyone in the family before his own needs. He takes care of his appearance and just isn't complacent in the least. Because of the work he has done on himself, he completely understands how he is happier when he is giving everything to the marriage and the family.
I didn't get any proper closure with the OW and I still feel quite murderous towards her and will freely admit I wish nothing but a prolonged bout of pestilence to blight her life. I feel sad for her H, who seems like a really nice man. Perhaps one day I will feel neutral about her, but that day seems far away. I have spent far too much time feeling destroyed that there is a woman out there who thinks my marriage must be a sham, even though I have seen an E mail from her sent to my H in the dying throes of the affair acknowledging that ours was a happy marriage.
One of the major difficulties I have faced is the belief at large that affairs only happen in marriages that are unhappy. I know that wasn't the case for mine and my H has never ever claimed that this was an excuse. But it was true that he was unhappy at the time with life in general, having hit a bit of a career low and feeling that his role in life was not as clearly defined as it once was, with our DCs getting older.
He has always fully accepted that this was his weakness and he allowed himself to be flattered and seduced by the prospect of a risky adventure with someone who was never going to be a real risk. I have fortunately always been able to empathise with that and can understand why it happened at this particular time.
Because I really don't think people can grasp that affairs happen in happy marriages, I have been very careful about who I told. I have been sadly disappointed with the reactions of people who have never gone through this, but have had much better understanding from those who can empathise fully. Everyone to a person however has reiterated that my H is a truly lovely man and that our marriage is worth saving.
It is by far the hardest thing I have ever done, this process of rebuilding. But strangely enough, just this week I can see how much better I am feeling. This "up" feels different to other bouts of optimism, so I'm hoping it will last, but I never think of myself or us as the finished article.
I am an educator by trade and so have found huge benefit in sharing with others what I have learned. Counting's idea of a support group really resonated with me. They have them in Canada and North America, but there doesn't seem to be anything like that here.
Perhaps we could form a co-operative?