Road to Tomorrow
If you are looking for a post that is uplifting and will feel you with hope, then you might as well stop reading.
I have read a number of articles that say if your marriage can survive infidelity then it can be stronger than ever. I am here to tell you that what they say is all crap. Your marriage will never be as strong as it once was, ever. In fact, your marriage is dead and gone. You might as well just give up on it. Why? Your marriage is gone because the people who married are gone. They both die the minute the affair happens. The trusting fun loving couple is no more. Her, not worrying about where you are for a few hours, is gone. He will second guess every move he makes for fear of triggering her, instead of just being able to enjoy his time. She will never treat him the same and he will never treat her the same. They are two people thrown together in an arranged marriage. They will have to discover who these two new people are and if they can live/love each other ever again.
The sweet guy who would bend over backwards for his wife has been replaced by a selfish SOB that she does not recognize. Even worse is the recognition that the wife will never be the same again. She will never be the the trusting fun loving wife that he married. She was killed as a result of the affair, an unknowing casualty. The “fun mom”, the sexy wife (just for him), the beautiful woman he wakes up next to, that person is dead; replaced with a woman who is competing with a fantasy and distorted image of a woman with no hope of winning because it isn’t real. What she sees or thinks will never be real, and it will be her own worst enemy.
We, as cheating assholes, don’t fare much better (at least not if we are remorseful). We live a fantasy, that for the briefest of moments, we talked ourselves into believing is real. Once that shattered, parts of us went with it. I don’t know who I am anymore. I used to be this person that everyone loved, looked up to, and was everything my wife wanted. I am just a farce, a fake, a grade ‘A’ conman. Everyone sees my exterior without understanding what is underneath. This can make it hard at times, because very few people know and they still have those inflated opinions of who I am. I am still supposed to be that great person, but each time it comes up in a situation, I feel myself die a little more inside, knowing that I am not who they believe I am. I sometimes wonder if being shunned by all of society would make living with myself a little easier.
I cannot tell you what to do or how to make it better. Three years later and I still feel like I am still trying to just make it through a lot of my days. I deeply regret what I did and I work tirelessly to protect her and help her heal. I see things all over that are constant reminders of what a shitty person I am and I have no one to share those with because I don’t want those same things to become triggers for her. So I swallow them down and die a little more each time it happens. I constantly feel like I am one fight or mistake from her getting tired of me. We cannot seem to even be able to work through the issues that led to the affair so I feel frustrated, without hope, and worthless.
I just keep thinking that I only need to make it one more day. Tomorrow will be better, and then I am reminded by that very childish voice in my head that tomorrow never comes.
Learn from yesterday, live for today, look to tomorrow, rest this afternoon.
― Charles M. Schulz, Charlie Brown’s Little Book of Wisdom
Surviving the affair....the cheaters perspective 
I love your perspective. it is tough and things will NEVER be the same. the trick is learning how to re-learn each other. this was a good read. the man’s story and his struggles never really get told, so thank you.
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I needed this today. Thank you
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I’ve been divorced from the man that cheated on me for more than 15 years and I can say with all honesty and sincerity, I love him much more now than I did before he broke my heart. You can’t love a phony. It’s only when you decide to be a real person, with human flaws and honest hang-ups that anyone is able to get close enough to truly love you
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So nicely said. I believe you’re right.
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Thanks for sharing your perspective. Your side of the story doesn’t get told very often.
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This is a really brave post.
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You are hoping and trying to make the relationship better. That is more than I have received as the betrayed spouse. My Hubby went from long term infidelity, 3 affairs over the marriage, last one spanning 5 years…to porn addiction.
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Spot on. My high school sweetheart cheated on me at 8 years together. Got back together it would never be the same love though we tried. By year 10 he did it again and we divorced. I couldn’t be happier and he’s still chasing love while married a second time. Love is never the same after the initial break, a small part of your heart hardens and your rose tinted glasses get a little darker. Thanks for sharing the perspective I needed it.
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Even though I’ve been the betrayed wife – you have my sympathy. It’s true that you can never have back what was irreparably broken. You (the cheated on wife) feel betrayed by someone you never thought would hurt you, your place of safety and comfort gone. Trust is decimated. Lies cause you to question your past together, the truth and motivation behind every word and action you’ve shared. The future you imagined for the two of you is also gone. You don’t think you will ever completely trust again.
My personal experience: I met my husband at college. We lived together for 3 years. 2 months before wedding, he had drunken one night stand while on 6 mo job 1000 mi from home. Got married and forgave but never forgot. Tho he has. Just after my 1st child was born he had an affair with co-worker. Not sure how long it went on. Had one attempted argument. I was drunk, he kept his temper and walked away. I grabbed kitchen knife, demanded he come back and argue. He walked out of house and I killed the refrigerator. He got promoted, we moved. Assume it ended. Never brought it up again. Gave up caring.
Because when we both drank we had a pretty good relationship. We went out to bars a lot, drank, shot pool, went home, smoked some weed and the sex was not bad. Not the wild “any way and any where” of pre-cheating days, but decent. Sober, I think too much, get too inhibited. Even after all these years. I got diagnosed as bi-polar 13 yrs ago. Got meds, stopped drinking after 47 yrs. I’m almost 60. Did your wife ever see a psychiatrist for her depression?
If there is anything that drove me crazy in your blog is how manipulative the OW was. And you were inexperienced enough with relationships and desperate for the connection you didn’t notice.
Red Flags: Twice divorced. It’s not completely the guy’s fault. Failed marriages and relationships? She’s doing something wrong.
Not getting physical custody of her children? It’s rare that the mother is not given custody unless she does not ask for it or there is a reason she should not be granted it. If her ex-husband was so ‘abusive’ to her, the court would not have left the children with him. I’d question the story of the ‘abusive ex too. Unless she drove him to it.
You said what you liked about her was her spontaneity, the way she didn’t schedule everything, that her plans could change in a minute. Unpredictable, unreliable. Flighty. Call it what you will.
The fact she said whatever she thought, no filter, even if people didn’t want to hear it (though she said it in a nice way). Her finances being in chaos. Screams unstable woman with narcissistic tendencies. You were played by an player who didn’t care who she hurt if she felt good.
You need to get to the point where you can stop beating yourself over the affair. Nothing will ever change what happened. Accept the girl that you married is gone and she is not coming back. Try to build trust and a loving relationship with the woman she is now.
Accept that you are a good person who did a bad thing. Not bad. Stupid. And never do it again.
If you feel the need to stray, love your wife enough to leave her before you do. It actually is less painful.
Accept that you need to work on communication. Open, honest communication. It’s very hard for men in particular. (My husband is like that. Stoic. “Walk it off” was his family’s response to everything from broken bones to broken hearts. We’ve done it to our kids. I’ve tossed a concussed child back up onto a show horse for her next class – walk it off)
Stop destroying yourself over the affair though. If it’s truly over, you’ve told her all the truths, you’ve learned your lesson, and are trying to be more open in your communication with her – it’s all you can do. If she loves you she will try to move on. Not the same, never the same. A new normal.
(Have you both considered cutting down on the volunteer activities? Instead of her vacations with her friends how about the two of you going somewhere even just for a weekend?
I honestly hope you find a place where you can make peace with yourself. It seems that you are unwilling to even consider giving yourself forgiveness for the affair.
Sorry so long. Stay strong. It will get better.
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I have Bi-Polar 1 and would not use this as an excuse but I got that same sinking feeling when my sig/other left me, during the middle of the day. I still dream of her. Still, miss her but would wonder ‘what if.’ What did I do? This comment is a trigger to my mania.
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Last comment sticking my nose in where it doesn’t belong, but as with my kids, I always want to save others from dealing with same pain I have.
You’ve asked what trust is and do you need complete trust in a marriage. Yes. Have Told him every detail of my life? No. There is one event from before I met him I’ve told no one, tho it colors my entire life. It affects no one but me and the those who did it (I’m sure they’ve told no one), so I hide my PTSD best I can.
But I digress.
Recently I had a MRSA infection that I tried to ignore in true “walk it off” fashion. By the time I arrived at ER, sirens screaming, I was holding on as doc says. Infection had spread to blood, muscles and bones of spine. I don’t remember the first 13 days in ICU. But I trusted my husband to know me and that I would not want to wake up to discover they had amputated limbs. We’ve seen the news- people waking having lost both legs or all 4 limbs. I may be selfish, but we both know I have a self-destructive urge and it would mentally break me. I had complete trust in his love for me that he would do whatever he needed to do to keep his promise to me no matter how much it hurt him.
I trust him with my life. I know he’d risk his life to save mine.
Even in my 40s, while my father was still alive, I always knew that if I wanted to leave the marriage I’d be fine – Dad would give me somewhere to live and support me and the kids as long as I needed. Once he was gone, I realized the only people in the world who really loved me and would always be there to catch me if I fell were my husband and my kids. Because even if we were to split up, you don’t get over decades of love, friendship, intimacy, knowing someone better than anyone else in the world.
Trust is knowing that they will always be there to catch you.
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Oh – and with the MRSA, I spent a month in ICU, a mo in hospital, 2 mo in rehab facility 2 hours from home. He made the 4 hr round trip drive twice a day every day, going home to take care of our 6 rescue dogs (mine, he just said No more dogs every time I brougt one home). He had to learn to give me IV antibiotics 5 times a day for 3 mo and then deal with surgery and recovery for spinal reconstruction surgery.
I kept all limbs but lost all bones in lumbar spine and tailbone. Now L1-5 are titanium and bone grafts. But he caught my fall.
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So what turned him from the man at the beginning of your marriage that cheated on you to the man who you trust so much?
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Time. And his actions over that time. Not big things like European vacations or diamond rings. But like finding out she sat at my bedside for all that time, able to tell breakthrough pain even when I was unconscious. Excusing himself for a few days from his Spill Response Team (he was govt affairs for a BIG oil co) in Alaska 😉 when the kids and I had to make the decision to euthanize ou 13 yr old dog and surprising us by showing up share his last days with us.
Making sure he saw almost every one of our son’s hockey games and daughter’s horse shows (they both travelled all all over the country during their teens with their sports) sometimes hitting 3 airports in 2 days or driving 20 hrs in a long weekend. And filming it all.
My mother went thru ovarian, then kidney then brain cancer in one long illness while my father was by her side being strong but helpless. Unbeknownst to me my husband (who was doing Fed lobby work for his company by then and spent more time gone than home) was spending many of his night up there driving 2 hrs to stay with my dad, take him to dinner. When stayed in DC for weekend he was playing golf with dad, visiting mom in hospice. Didn’t know until he bought me & daughtertickets one day and told us to visit dad. It was his bday and mom wasn’t doing well (which I knew). I’d been a little pissed about all the weekend spent in DC until then.
We also made an effort to go on vacations in places where we could either be sure to find safe/bonded/child care – this is with kids over 5 and 8 respectively. Resorts with kids’ ‘sleep over’ parent-night-out programs with lots of kids involved, or less private, but rent a condo and take an older teen we knew from home. She appreciated free vacay – we almost always went tropical to dive locations – we got out on private days on a boat, little remote sandy beaches, sunsets, dives, drinking a little – don’t want to drown- and spontaneous sex out in open where anyone happening by could see, or in the ocean where a hammerhead could come by at any moment, can help keep excitement. The possibility of discovery can be quite an aphrodesiac.
It took at least 5-7 yrs after the long term ‘whore at work’ business to get that point. Never returned to “pre-Her” every day, and the trust and vulnerability to go back to ‘I’ll try anything once’ sex. Even if you had that – I don’t think most couples ever get that back.
I learned a major life lesson not long ago when my brother’s wife died. He is 55. He is a ‘master of the universe’. President and CEO of intl advertising company, recently asked by major univ to devise and teach special major in his field of marketing. On Boards of 2 Fortune 500 companies. Company HQ in Paris, family lives in US. Trying to have it all. Has been in meetings in 10 countries in 5 days. Wanted to ‘make sure his family was provided for’ tho they never saw him. He and his wife had bought a beautiful oceanfront property and she was already working with architects on designing their retirement home big enough for when the kids brought all their future grandchildren to visit.
I don’t know if my brother ever cheated. I know they sometimes went a month without being on the same continent and he was a young, wealthy and powerful intl businessman. But whe was home he was a good husband and father. I digress. 3 kids. Also beautiful. Ages 17, 15, 12. Christmas ski trip. Wife came home saying she was too young to have so much hip pain. Not hip. Stage 4 lung cancer. Never smoked a cigarette or joint in her life.
Money can’t buy happiness. Or time. I went to her funeral in September. School had just started. Her son’s whole soccer team was there. She was 47. I cried. A lot. For the graduations, weddings, births she’d never be a part of. For all those years she and my brother spent apart living separate lives for whatever reason and that beachouse that will never be built.
At the funeral her oldest daughter recited something her mother had said.
“There are only 5 things you want to say when you know you’re dying:
1. I forgive you
2. Do you forgive me?
3. Thank you
4. I love you
5. Goodbye forever
There is no guarantee there will be a tomorrow. Make your peace if you can.
You have to let go to move forward and have a future.
You have my sympathy, as does your wife. You are both in a terrible situation and it takes time and love – and the resolve to stay the course and not give in again when things get tough. Once can be overcome but twice – for me the only good resolution would be making it look ike an accident so the insurance paid out.
I still think you are a good man who made a bad choice (but one that appears to be psychologically, emotionally, and possibly biochemically gender related per research) We women think it’s a load of crap and when we feel unappreciated, unattractive to spouses etc we shop, eat Hagen Das, or one I used – go with friends to male strip clubs, get attention, feel attractive, have sexy young men sit on your lap, imagine sex with them then go home to your husband and kids. Because you love them.
I do not understand why men can’t say No to the OW when they can to wife and kids either. You in Florida? (adding major insult to injury). For me, husband saying “I guess I wasn’t here for my birthday, or yours or baby’s, or Mother’s day, or Easter, Christmas, Thanksgiving or New Years. Or when that hurricane came through”. Lord knows why I’m still here 32 yrs later.
But good men screw up. Good women screw up too but not nearly as often. And women with kids who make decisions to screw up that impact their kids are not good women, no matter how they may try to justify it.
Remember my sister-in-law. If you knew you were going to die tomorrow – who do you want by your side and what do you need them to know. Those people are your heart and the words are spoken from your soul. Listen.
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You have written one of the best blogs ever! I real all 100% of it and I feel it.
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Never seen it from “this” perspective… which is quite rare because, I guess, one doesn’t feel like to expose themselves. This post made me think that reality has always two faces. No matter the “input” of it.
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Reality has so many different faces. Everyone has their own personal reality based on their perspective and processed through their own experiences, morals, values, and judgments; so there are infinite versions.
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Good luck with your journey. I read your post about betrayal today and I hope you find the answers you are looking for to help heal your relationship.
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You want to try. And its clear she does too else you wouldn’t still be together. It takes time to heal from something like this & if you both love each other enough, you will make it work. Thank you for sharing your story with us, its nice to understand things from a male’s point of view.
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Yes very true I have seen heard it all but most of all the SOB that’s great words . great work
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“I just keep thinking that I only need to make it one more day. Tomorrow will be better, and then I am reminded by that very childish voice in my head that tomorrow never comes”. <— Hits home.
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This post in on point. I’m not married with my partner. My friends and family want me to get married because they believe in that way my partner will stay with me forever. For them marriage is a leash. Once you’re married you’re stuck but it’s not true. I got girl friends who married their soulmates but after a couple of months divorced them.
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I appreciate how honest and open you are about the aspects of your relationship. I really hope things get better for you.
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AS PER MY EXPERIENCE, ANY THING WILL BE OF GREAT VALUE UNTIL YOU GET IT, ONCE IT IS GOT THE VALUE GOES ON DIMINISHING.so also in a marriage. As per Economics. It is the value of diminishing utility. For example: when a man consumes a cup of coffee, he will have a great liking.Second cup.he will take with a little hezitation.If he takes the third cup, he will vomit.THIS IS KNOWN AS VALUE OF DIMINISHING UTILITY.
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I really appreciate your honesty and your perspective. 👍
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Hey great on your part…you bravely accepted…where you described your wife, …..I thought someone is saying about me… its lot more than that… a whole lifetime needs to be invested …but the result will never what it used to be….your words are so true…brave on your part though…I wish you both positivity and hope you are on some balance to show life a braver and happier face…I know it’s hard but it’s Life. .now
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I just found your blog and think you’re amazing. You are willing to look at yourself honestly and see and feel what your wife feels; and that is the biggest first step to healing yourselves and your marriage. I am giving you a standing ovation my friend! I am cheering for you both on the sidelines. Bravo!! BRAVO!!!
Since I’ve only just found your blog, and need to read and catch up, I’m curious if you and your wife have been in counseling. When my husband and I went through something very similar, we immediately went into private counseling (I wasn’t interested in saving the marriage at the time; I was suicidal and interested in saving my own life) and when we got stronger, we began couples counseling as well. We are almost 6 years out from D-day #2 (yes, there were 2) and we are actually stronger than ever.
Again, bravo for your braveness and transparency NOW. Yes the marriage you had is dead and those people are gone forever, but something new and wonderful and honest can take its place.
I know of which I speak.
Fondly,
Lauren
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I did individual counseling for a bit. It helped get me out of wanting to just end my life. We also have been in couples counseling as well. I stopped individual counseling a while ago. I was told I can’t really be helped because I don’t see the problem. Which isn’t completely accurate. I see the problem (guilt, shame, self-hatred,…) I just don’t believe there is a way to change them. Instead I found a better way to box them up and bury them.
Now we are still working but aren’t having to go as often. I am just hoping things can keep getting better.
I am happy for you that you have found a way to get stronger from such a negative and destructive situation. It is definitely the hard way to go.
Let me know what you think as you read. If you start at the beginning it will make the most sense and you can follow my train of thought a lot easier.
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Hello again, yes I do want to get caught up. And I feel like you had shitty therapist and should get a new one, because I truly believe you DO see the problem, and boxing it up and “burying” it (a word my husband used a lot and fuck how I hate that word!!!! is not a solution, it’s an avoidance. I am curious how your wife is doing and want to read more. I don’t envy either of you; I honestly knew when we were turning a corner because I started to feel it had to be harder to be him than it was to be me.
I’ll def be commenting more as I catch up, but til then, I am proud of you for where you’re at right now.
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This was the best post i read today. You are brave but also remember stop holding yourself accountable if you are truly trying to get it together again. Yes it will not be three same ever again probably but may be that’s how it is meant to be. You probably don’t realize right now but may be future has something brighter for you that you will be more happy about rather than calling urself SOB. Calm down take a deep breath and think, what you are doing is that making you feel any better? Or will you be better off without this?
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We tried to fix what broke our marriage for 8 years. If both aren’t fighting equally as hard, it’s all for not. In the end, his affair changed us both into people we didn’t recognize and we became incompatible. No matter how much we may have wanted to stay we knew both deserved more with the lives waiting for us. I pray maybe for y’all it’ll be different. Thanks for your honesty.
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Hope you are hanging on. You do know you are suffering from chronic depression don’t you? Are you on medication?
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I went off medication about a year or so ago.
I actually feel better off medication than I did on it.
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Wow.. I love your honesty! This refreshing and I hope it helps my fiance to be more open instead of acting like it didn’t happen. But am sorry for anything you’ve lost
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Thanks, I hope everything works out for you and your fiance.
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Thank you so much!
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I appreciate that.
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As someone who was married to a man who cheated I can agree with you as far as “the two of you died right there”. Yes, the marriage was never the same and I felt a divorce was necessary because I never let it go and he always felt the guilt as you do. It ate him alive. So we divorced.
Two years later we remarried. The break was just what I needed to heal and for him he felt he paid a huge, necessary price. It was handled and we both moved forward happily.
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It’s great to see such a raw and honest perspective. I’m really late to the party on this one and I hope you’re still out there.
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I am here I just don’t post as much as I used to in the beginning. Maybe someday soon I will get another post written.
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Ok. Glad to know you’re still around. You may well start to get random posts from me on old posts. Apologies. 🙂
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No worries. I still get quite a few so comment all you like.
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Thank you. 🙂
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It is refreshing to see a cheater fully cop to an affair and the damage it does. A betrayed wife cannot move forward without the truth (as I explain in my blog). Many cheaters still believe the parts of the affair they deny will not harm the betrayed, but they are wrong. The doubt in the back of the mind of the betrayed makes them feel like a lunatic. They know the affair was more than emotional or there were more affairs than admitted to, but cannot prove it. Their cheaters will not have mercy and give the betrayed the truth. It is cruel and unusual punishment.
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Not knowing things is the worst part for the betrayed, that I understand. For the cheater, they do not completely live in reality and until they come back it will be hard to fully open up to all their indescretions. However, once they do come back to reality, the shame and guilt are overwhelming and rightly so. It does make it difficult to want to relive it.
I am not making an excuse for not completely disclosing everything the betrayed would like to know because they should, but it is more than a simple “hey let’s have a chat”.
However, that is not the betrayed spouses fault and the betrayer should do all they can to open up and reveal all they can and should not get defensive.
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Every word you said was true. I once felt those two imposters pain and shame at the same time, along with those three dreadful words, “how could she”. You are so right when you said it died the moment it happened. Thank you for your honesty
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Ya know, my wife does a boo hoo. I didn’t expect that from a writer with the caliber of you. Go fuck yourself. Never contact me again. You are an asshole and you know it. So, was I. You blew your shot at happiness. Bla. Big fucking deal. grow the fuck up you knew you dug pussy…who the fuck you tryina kid. Get off of my blog…now. Moron.
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Your writing is shit at best. Get off of this site and quit your fucking crybaby bullshit.
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Don’t ever contact me again. Idiot.
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Interesting. It seems that something I wrote may have hit a nerve.
No big deal. You don’t like my writing, don’t read it. You don’t like my topics of conversation, then stay out of them. And for the record, I didn’t contact you. You contacted me.
Short version, no one asked you to read my site so feel free to visit another of your choice. I would recommend an AA site (assholes anonymous) then may be able to the next you.
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Fuck off.
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you are a complete idiot. do not spread your”wisdom” asshole. You suck just like every other man. This is not good writing. Go away. You don’t need site hits to make you a man. You just need to step up and grab a set. You suck fuck off. Do NOT ever like any of my writing again you loser ass douche bag.
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I have been exactly where you are. You know what? Blame is simply us trying to get rid of our own hurt and resentment. You suck…fucking own it…and then shut the fuck up about it. Write something positive for a change…I fuckin had to and was not interested in site hits. Healing is not commercial…while in the contemporary it appears so, anybody that buys into this facade of “Oh I feel so bad for what I did” is a complete fucking idiot. And you sir, are using that for monetary gain. Fuck you. Fuck off. And don’t ever Fucking spam your shit on my site again.
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Hmmm. I did not know I was doing this for monetary gain. All those checks must have got lost in the mail. If you read anything but one post you may have read that I do this for myself and my own type of mental processing of situations.
I get nothing in return and expect exactly that. You may also understand that I have “owned” my choices. It does not mean I like each one, but I have always take responsibility for then.
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Of course you did. But, that’s how you got away with your other bullshit in the first place. Kill your site. You are a shitty writer and your bullshit helps noone except you. “My pain” bla bla bla…If you knew there was going to be pain…guess what…that makes you a huge douche…Buy an ice cream fuck off and shut your fucking pie hole. Good grief…you are obviously watching your stats. and playin the poor mouth game. Stop…it doesn’t last long. Be what you are trying to say you are being and delete this horseshit and write a real blog. Please. Much love. ~The poet shadow.
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Good day, sir. You’re the biggest asshole I have met, since I looked in the mirror this morning. Go fuck yourself. With another woman maybe. Crybaby.
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Good day to you as well.
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Your ridiculous bullshit whining is no longer worth any more of my time…Kindly go fuck yourself. Idiot. You fucked up…own it and move the fuck on. Stop being a douche about it. Grow a set. There are other girls…or guys…if that is your thing. But, to play “bleeding hearts” for money…Fuck you…you get no fucking respect from me and your followers should follow suit. You are a complete douche bag. Thank you for only following my to get points. Go fuck yourself. Peace.
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What points and money are you talking about? I get nothing from my website other than catharsis.
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I am no longer going to feed your site stats. I am actually going to report this site as a spam job. So fuck yourself. Write original shit that doesn’t incorporate the bleeding heart horseshit of “i’m the cheater, feel bad for me” fuck you. you knew what you were doing and exactly why. I was there. Save it. It isn’t necessary. I am also no longer going to give you any more comments on this idiocy as you will gain from that…And guess what, You, sir, do not deserve it. You need to walk the same road that all cheaters walk…including me. you need blisters on your fucking stupid douchebag feet and starve to death because you fucking screwed up the best thing you ever fucking had. So, pull up your pants. Shut your fucking stupid face. Grow a goddamned set and get the fuck on with your life. Do NOT contact me again.
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I believe this is my site and you are contacting me. Feel free to leave anytime you would like.
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You followed me. moron.
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Me following you is not a request for you to follow me. I believe it just means I was interested in your blog.
Therefore you do not need to follow and read my dribble.
Enjoy your corner of existence in your own little world and I will enjoy mine. Maybe they won’t need to collide any more.
Seeing as how I don’t think I commented on your blog, I think you will be safe from me encroaching on your personal space.
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Why did you follow me first then? I actually had a very burning interest in your perspective about the whole cheating construct. But, if we bracket (Husserl) and dasein (Heidegger) and also push ourselves beyond that (Giorgi) then we arrive at an economic decision. What is your opportunity cost for being a cheater and fucking with someone else’s trust and psychic satisfaction (utilitiy)? You generated disutility, as did I. But, mine carried it’s weight over 20 years…this next week. I also knew when she moved…to do what she did. Did you? Or was it as sneaky as what you did? Doesn’t matter in the gestalt perspective. You are owning your shit, and I do respect that. Very much, as a matter of fact…but don’t be a crybaby about it. You will lose my respect for ever…and I, actually, believe it or not, respect the fuck out of you. Knock it off. Reach down, grab the pair you were given and get on with it. Shit happens. Much love.
~The poet shadow.
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I think what you fail to understand is that I use this blog as a way to voice my inner thoughts and work things out in my head. This is not how I act or present myself I real life or to my wife.
I don’t mope around looking for people to take pity on me. No one but a couple of my wife’s closest friends have any idea what went on. Instead, I have “manned up” taken responsibility for my actions and am working hard to put things back together. Or at least make things as good as can be.
I put her first to fix this massive screw up, but I am not living in the past as that would force her to do the same.
I use this blog to let out the things I am holding in or as a way to figure out the voices in my head so I can talk to her about them in a productive way.
I have owed it, vowed to work to move forward, and continuously work to help her heal all before my own personal needs and wants.
If you don’t find an outlet for the things in my head (this blog), then I will end up back where I was originally and neither of us want that again.
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Brother it is the worst screw up…not simply a placated trivialized “massive screw up” you FUCKED SHIT UP. You’re owning it, but you are also gaining rapport which is marketing and this should be a group session type of therapy…Not MARKETING. So, do your thing, but don’t crybaby your audience. Much Love.
~The poet shadow.
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I do not tend to use the ad hominem attack of insults. But, you pissed me off with your stupid “harmless” victimization horseshit. You have a set of balls. You knew your part. Fuck you. You’re a lying asshole. Just Like I was. Own It. and then shut the fuck up about it. You aren’t helping anyone but yourself money-wise. Prove me wrong…Please. I would love that. Otherwise…dump your ridiculously overrated following for your horseshit excuses about being a complete douche to your exclusive relationship. You suck, just like I do,…fucking own it. and then write about something else.
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You obviously don’t read anything on here as I have owned my mistakes and do blame only myself. I am not a victim in this, I was the perpetrator. I have never denied it.
As for me sucking like you do, please do not give me that much credit. You easily out do me in that department. If there was an award for it I would nominate you. Alas, I do not know of an award like that so I guess you will have live knowing you can be better that me in that department.
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I read everything, idiot. I am done watching your monetization of pain. Fuck you…go away.
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No I can stay but you can leave my blog. If you don’t like it, read someone else’s blog. I hear Betty Crocker has a good one that might be right up your alley.
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You like cakes, I understood from your crybaby bullshit that you dipped in pie…Hmmm. Nice to meet you sir. Don’t make your healing about gain. It should only and always be about your own growth. ~Dr. Shadow.
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You are a phony. I am removing your stupid ass from my feed. Grow a set and shut the fuck up. Douchebag.
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hmmm… someone woke up sour.
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Yes, I think he is living a very unhappy life.
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You know you “made it” on WP when not only you get a post on another persons blog warning all others to steer clear of you. But also, you get hated on just for the number of followers you have. I bet you must be mighty rich on just that account. How envious that makes me!
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Sweet, now I will just wait for Ellen or Oprah to call and I will rake in the dough.
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$$$$ 😉
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You have yet to own any genuine shit. Fuck off. I am dropping your stupid ass.
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When your eyes open wide…I will return. Until then, make excuses for your deliberately bad behavior…I have… I know the fuckin ropes and they sting…like a burning motherfucker. Good day to you sir. Much love.
~The poet shadow
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Now, that all of the ridiculous excitement is over and both of us have gained, likely, some more followers. Here is what is actually happening here. There is a great big mindfuck going on. You are all privy to it. Including him, and me. Here’s how it works…oh…wait…please visit my site to learn more. bah.
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As difficult as this was to read, as a betrayer and the betrayed, I do appreciate your truth and perspective. You are correct – nothing is ever the same and triggers are everywhere and there will be nothing you can do to prevent them in the seductive world we now live. I do wish you wellness and happiness again. No matter how hard it is, I believe it’s about making you appreciate the now and the good moments you do have more. Prior to our disclosure we were just sleepwalking anyhow. It’s the feeling of having that bubble burst that feels to be too much. But is how people saw you (and me, and my husband, and other cheathers) before, really who you are? No- we chose what we allow them to see.. and we were faking for the most part anyhow. Hoping you are feeling better since this post. Thank you so much for sharing.
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