I feel this is the part of the affair that I truly can't move past.
My WH left me and our girls for the AP (of course I didn't know someone else was involved, he just told me he didn't love me anymore, that maybe he never had, and something inside him had snapped).
He changed his mind after just a week and came back, apologising and telling me how much he loves me and that he had missed me. Half way through the week when he was gone, I had left him alone at his request, but he started messaging me about normal every day things - the gossip at his work, offering to help me choose a new bike, general chit chat. It was the oddest thing.
After he came back, he blew hot and cold. There were glimmers of the old him, but mostly he seemed depressed and angry. I didn't know it at the time, but he was still seeing the AP. He explains this was during this time he was trying to get rid of her, without his two worlds colliding - but she had started to exhibit extremely controlling behaviour and he became petrified. His hands would shake when he was on his phone.
A month after he came back, I discovered the A. He tried to deny it initially but then confessed and ended it. The light seemed to return to his eyes.
We are trying to R, but I really struggle with the fact that he actually left me and our kids, for someone he had known for just a few short weeks. I mean, do people really do that? Leave the life they have built, their devastated children? Based on knowing someone for a few weeks. It feels like such a huge insult to me as a human being, my worth. Am I really that disposable? 😪
We both discussed this with our IC's and oddly enough both said that it sounds like he had some kind of psychotic break of sorts. Not diminished responsibility, but they both said it was such unusual behaviour and out of character, that it sounds like he was not acting with a sound mind.
He takes full responsibility for everything. He has never once tried to blame me. He tried to explain what happened in his mind, is that almost immediately when he met her, she was very full on and made it obvious that she was interested. They started messaging and he says that he immediately started to justify it in his mind by completely rewriting our marital history. Every minor issue he felt we had, he blew up in his mind as insurmountable differences.
In the first few weeks of the A, they both literally pretended the kids and I didn't exist. He says it was easier for him that way. He could pretend he was single, and she could pretend she was not sleeping with a married father of two.
However, the day she finally brought up the elephant in the room, he says the reality hit him like a tonne of bricks. He says things between them became awkward and stilted and his two worlds were clashing. He started to feel angrier towards me, for getting in the way of his new found happiness. As he felt things between them had changed because things had become more real, he started to panic, as that high had been dampened. So he says he threw himself even more into the A (as he felt he must've done this for a reason - his words not mine). After another week, he basically concluded that the reason that things between him and the AP had turned slightly awkward and didn't feel the same was because I was standing in the way. He felt the only way to get that feeling back with AP, was to leave me. Wow. Just writing that, makes me feel so pathetic and pointless.
He says once he left, he knew almost immediately that it was a mistake. Even though I was now officially out of the picture in his eyes, he still just didn't feel the same. The AP shine had worn off - now he could have the toy he so desperately wanted, he didn't feel much like playing with it anymore. He says over the week he was gone, he would lay awake in her bed, wondering why the hell he was even there. She could feel him pulling away, and became more and more desperate.
Anyway, I apologise for the waffle, but I just can't seem to get past this part. On one hand I'm pleased he didn't destroy our marriage to simply cake eat but on the other hand, I just wish that all it was 😔 I'm so confused. I keep running through how I felt when he left without any warning, and how traumatic it was. How I cried until my eyes were swollen, how I cried infront of my kids teachers when I had to tell them their father had left. How I howled with grief on the floor. The pain in my daughters' eyes and my youngest came home with little things she had made for daddy at school ðŸ˜
It feels like its killing me. I don't know how he could have left us, and so quickly.
Does this make sense to any WS's?? Or to any BS's who's WS may have left, or considered leaving??