UPDATE:
It's been a while. There's a lot of stuff that's happened in the last few months.
1. This is probably the final death blow to my marriage. I don't know how I'll ever get over hearing this.
My wife recently told me that she was "stupid for not leaving me two weeks after she met me, and stupid for not leaving me throughout our marriage (because of various events where she felt alone, unwanted, unseen, etc.)".
This is the single most painful thing anyone has ever said to me. It haunts me. It invalidates my marriage. We have 4 kids, it invalidates them. She meant it. She told me last night, again, it was the truth. I've given her multiple opportunities to walk it back, including in front of our marriage counselor and she generally just gets quiet and lets the comment stand as is.
I honestly don't know what else there is to say about the state of our marriage right now that would make a difference when she feels like this is the truth. But I asked her last night, "This would suggest that right now in this very moment you're also stupid for staying with me and trying to reconcile, wouldn't it?" To which I got silence, and eventually she just walked out of the room to be by herself.
2. Our marriage counseling is nearly worthless. We've been to like 7 sessions, and I can't tell you any of it as helped with anything. My wife doesn't actually perform most of the "homework" and seems incapable of keeping up with the already glacier like pace of the marriage counseling.
To be fair, my WW has made some real progress and shown real signs of change. The biggest thing she's done is work on her stonewalling. In the past, whenever she got overwhelmed, she would shut down and just stop talking (yes, just like above) and leave the room. I would then be forced to sit with my thoughts and wonder if the marriage was over and if she would ever talk to me again. For me this is like pure torture. I absolutely hate when this happens.
She would also NOT say she loved me. Like I would say "I still love you" just to let her know that I cared for her even though we were fighting, and she would either not say anything or sometimes she would say "well I don't love you right now". And she meant it. She meant that right in those moments she didn't love me, or she hated me, and she was "just telling me the truth". Although I always want her to tell me the truth, this hurt me every time (and it happened multiple times during our 22 years of marriage).
But she has largely changed this over the last few months and really gone out of her way to tell me she still loves me but she's just angry, and she's tried to begin each new day with a fresh start, usually by sending me a text in the morning that says thank you for small things I did and saying she hopes I have a good day, and that she loves me. It's been a welcomed change.
3. About two months ago, she started to pass huge blood clots. This was an escalation of her extended periods that we both thought was a sign of perimenopause. But the large clots were alarming enough that she said she needed to go to the ER. This was a big deal beyond just the clots because she never goes to the doctor for anything. She hasn't been to an OBGYN for over 10 years, and the fact that she wanted to go to the ER was telling how serious this was.
Of course I wanted to go with her. But she told me she didn't want me to go. That she just wanted to go by herself. Because we've been under so much stress, and because I didn't want to argue with her, I tried to be as supportive as I could and I just said, "Ok, I'd really like to go with you, but I understand it's not about what I want. Please let me know if you change your mind and want me to come up there with you." She went alone and texted me throughout the long night. She said they diagnosed her with AUB (Abnormal Uterine Bleeding), and that basically sometimes during perimenopause, a women's body can't figure out if it's pregnant or not and it just keeps preparing for a pregnancy that isn't happening. Or something like that.
She gets out of the ER late that night, comes home, bleeds to the point she probably needs a blood transfusion, and tries to make it to an OBGYN for a follow-up, all while going to work every day for weeks. The OBGYN (that took weeks to get into because she had to see them as a new patient) says she has to get a D&C where they basically flush her out and try to reset her body. It sounds kind of like a reboot of your computer.
It's all very concerning, and I try to stay as supportive as I can. Yes, I'm not stupid, the thought that this could be a failed pregnancy crossed my mind immediately even before she wanted to go to the ER. Yes, sitting there alone with my thoughts while she was in the ER was a nightmare. The entire time I kept thinking, what if her AP is at the ER with her right now? What if he is comforting her and acting as "the concerned husband"? What if the EA was actually a very physical PA and my wife was carrying around this dude's baby? It's hard for me to even type this out right now.
I brought these thoughts up to my WW and she assured me this was not the case. That she was just a middle-aged woman going through perimenopause, there was nothing physical going on, there was no longer an affair, she was avoiding him at work, there was no one but me and our troubled marriage that she was committed to reconciling. As proof, she could only offer me the ER discharge papers, which showed a diagnosis of AUB, and a recommendation to see the OBGYN.
But it also showed the tests they'd run. And one of them was a pregnancy test. Perhaps not that big of a deal considering her symptoms, I can honestly see them running a pregnancy test on any woman bleeding like that. But still concerning with the context of the affair and her telling me she didn't want me at the ER. I didn't say anything about this to her for days, but it gnawed at me. And when she noticed I was being quiet she asked, "what's wrong?" and I told her.
This turned into a huge argument where of course she got defensive and said that it was "her body" and I was sounding "controlling" but she "wasn't hiding anything" and proceeded to show me the medical test results on her phone that showed a negative pregnancy test. She also flashed me the results of many STI tests that the ER did, which all looked negative as far as I could tell (since she was rapidly flashing multiple tests at me while telling me she had nothing to hide).
This only made me more nervous though. The defensiveness, the test result high speed picture show, what seemed to me like a disproportionate response to an understandable concern. And I was again left to my thoughts, uncomforted and alone.
Later, my IC would hear this story and tell me, "I used to work in an ER, and we would never have run STI tests in that situation." Thanks, IC for the help! (sarcasm)
Our MC would also question her about this story, by saying, "It does seem odd that you wouldn't want your husband to be at the ER with you during this incredibly stressful time. I think most women would want their husband's there."
And so, this story sits rent free in my head, perhaps for the rest of my life. Was it a miscarriage? Only my wife will ever know for sure.
4. I've been having chest pains for the last month. They started to occur most frequently when she would leave for work (yes, her AP is still at her work, and she still sees him frequently as a normal responsibility of her job).
Overall, I'm "better" than I was in the early days and months after DDay, but the chest pains were concerning and obviously tied to anxiety. I thought I had them fairly well under control and I was getting better, until last weekend I got triggered by my wife's phone usage. I saw her using some kind of messaging when I walked into the room and then she quickly removed the page she was on and went back to scrolling through Instagram videos (which is generally how she spends 80% of her time at home).
I didn't think it was her texting someone, but it still triggered me to the point that my chest pains showed up and over time they just got worse and worse. She asked me if I was ok, and I explained what had happened. She showed me her phone and told me it was just her commenting on someone's Instagram post, and visually it seemed consistent with what I saw when I walked in the door. So, it really shouldn't have been a big deal. But it was. Because a few hours later my Apple watch told me I was having some kind of AFIB issue (and I don't have any known heart problems). I could feel my heart fluttering, and the pain was getting worse, so I went to the ER.
Hours later, the ER couldn't find anything and associated it with anxiety, and I went home. My wife went with me to the ER and comforted me the whole time. I remember thinking "where has this woman been the last few years? I really missed her."
5. I have only been getting about 4 hours of real sleep a night because I keep waking up after a few hours and then I just can't get back to sleep. That's why I'm typing this now, I can't sleep, and I just need to get it all out of my head. I need to share this with someone. I need interaction with people that are divorced (no pun intended) from the day-to-day intimacy and nuance of my situation. I need perspective and objectivity.
I recently figured out that our bedroom had become "a trigger factory". It was a constant reminder of all the things my wife did in the lead up to the affair. Taking her phone to the bathroom with her (no she's no longer doing this, but the scene is the same). Hearing the phone go off in the middle of the night. Watching her get ready for work in the mornings. Hearing her shave her legs on Sunday nights before her work week would start. Just tons of little things like that where I'm alone thinking, "Is it happening again?"
I got such anxiety from just being in the room at night that I just wanted out. I would think about just sleeping on the couch, but I have a C-PAP machine that I need to survive, and it's just not an easy thing to manage. I needed a more permanent solution. Plus, I didn't want to be away from my wife. The symbolism is just horrible, and it definitely felt like it would be a big step away from reconciliation if I stopped sleeping in the same room as her.
I brought this up several times and each time she said she didn't want me to leave the room, but she would understand if I did. Eventually, I just couldn't stay anymore. I bought a cot online and put it in my office. She was not happy about this but didn't put up much of a fight either.
I've been sleeping in my office for almost two weeks, and it's definitely providing me with some shielding from the trigger factory, but unfortunately, it's not resulting in more sleep. In fact, I used to get 4 hours of sleep and now I'm getting about 3. Yet I still don't want to go back into the bedroom. It just feels like bad memories and missed opportunities are all that await me there.
I say missed opportunities because one of the things I want most in this world right now is for my wife to just hold me. For her to want to be close to me. No sex, just hold me. But even when I tell her that I can tell it's a chore. She doesn't want to do it. She has no desire to be that close with me. So, at night when I'm in that room with her, all I see is someone that doesn't love me or want to be with me. I see someone that has so much shit that is overwhelming her, the guilt for the affair, the failing marriage, problems at work, problems connecting with our kids, midlife, there's just nothing left for her to give me.
I'm trying so hard, but nothing is working.
After my 3-4 hours of sleep, here are the milestones of my days:
I wake up and feed our cats. I make coffee for my wife as an act of love that she says is important to her (but that she's definitely not expecting me to do every day, her words). I then write her a little note and hide it in the kitchen or in her purse to tell her I'm thinking about her. She finds the notes because I know her routine in the morning. She then goes to work, and about an hour later I get a text from her that says something like "Thanks for the coffee! It was great as usual. I hope you got sleep. I love you and hope you have a great day."
I work from home, and we text each other throughout the day. I try to make dinner for her at least twice a week and have it ready when she comes in the door. She has a busy schedule and sometimes it's a hard window for me to hit, but I do it. I also make crushed ice for her and stock the freezer so she can munch on that at night as she's watching Instagram videos and sitting on the heater vent (because she's always cold).
I make it a point to ask her about her day and actively listen to whatever she wants to talk about. What she wants to talk about is always her work. He said she said politics stuff. The stories are predictable, and seemingly endless. But I do actually get enjoyment out of listening because it's the only thing I can truly say makes my WW happy anymore. That and the heater vent.
After dinner I will usually work out for a few hours, then take a shower, and get ready for bed. I will offer to rub her feet or brush her hair as these things relax her. She'll then take a shower, read a book to fall asleep, and then we wake up and do it all over again.
Yes, I know, this is certainly part of the pick me dance. But as I've told people here before, if I'm going to get a divorce, it's not going to be because I didn't try everything I could to save this marriage.
6. I went to see my primary care physician yesterday as a follow-up to the ER visit. I knew it was going to be a short conversation, and he would not be able to really help me with anxiety, but I wanted to touch base with him for another reason.
I trust this guy, I've been seeing him for like 20 years. He's a very good doctor, and I just never feel like he doesn't provide me with good advice.
So, I tell him about my ER visit and that it was probably anxiety. Then I tell him why I have anxiety. I explain the affair. I tell him about my wife now taking a stance that our whole marriage just sucked from the beginning. That everything I've tried to do for her to show I care and love and cherish her is not moving the needle. That our marriage counseling is shit. That I was sleeping in my office to avoid the trigger factory but although it was helping overall, I still wasn't sleeping anymore.
Then I tell him about my wife not wanting me at the ER. This is why I'm really here. Because I want to get his opinion on my wife's story. Does it seem likely to him? I explain that they ran a pregnancy test, and they also ran tests for STI's. He says he can see the pregnancy test, but not the STI's. He says, "It's possible they just ran it, but she probably had to tell them something that made them feel it was necessary to check it out."
Fun fact, I have a vasectomy. I also have severe ED. I also haven't had much (although I've had some) sex with my wife where pregnancy would be likely. I also got checked out for STI's myself (after I learned of the affair) and told my wife I was clean a few months before her ER visit.
My doctor spent the next 30 minutes talking to me face to face, man to man, hinting that it might be time for me to close down the marriage.
So where does that leave me? Where does that leave us? Limbo.
I told my wife and our MC that I could not be in limbo forever. That I would need to start seeing our marriage turn itself around at some point, and that right now it was only going backwards. That since starting MC we've actually gotten further away from reconciliation. So, I said that I will give it until the end of this year and then re-evaluate. What that means to me is that if our marriage sucks as bad as it does right now and I don't see significant changes, I'm done. I know I'm done because I feel done right now. I feel like there is hardly any hope left. Maybe just a few drops. But how those few drops could sustain me until the end of this year is beyond my ability to understand.
To anyone that reads this wall of text all the way through, thank you.
Also, thank you in advance to anyone that responds with insights that might help me. I have found the people in this forum to be remarkably helpful, and although I haven't posted in a while I've been lurking a lot and reading other people's struggles.