First of all, I thank everyone of you for your encouraging words. I needed to hear them.
I totally agree that she is unfairly and inaccurately blaming me for her inner emptiness. I did call her out on this. Her answer was, "I need more time to dig through my mind and find out what really went wrong." I suggested to her that therapy would be a good start, and she is looking into it now.
How sure are you that she is 100% NC? She fooled you for so long.
She was able to fool me before because I wasn't expecting that from her. Now, I am vigilant. She has changed her number and her phone. She has deleted all her SM accounts. Her new phone is pretty basic. Except for WhatsApp, there are no other chat apps in it. A wife (C) of my friend who also works in her office, is keeping an eye on her. She confirmed to me that there had been no contact between them. Other office workers are also wondering why they have stopped talking. They know something has happened. So, if they break NC, C would know.
So, she finished her second TL. It was pretty exhaustive and had more details than the TL1. I couldn't finish reading it. I just couldn't. She came clean about many more 'choices' like the ones I mentioned in my previous post. I am not feeling the anger. I am not feeling pain either. I am just numb. When I was reading the TL, my wife was sitting next to me, holding my arm tightly for some reason. Maybe it was meant to give me some kind of comfort. I did initially feel her grip. But, as I read through every detail in her TL, I started to feel numb, and I couldn't feel her grip around my arm anymore. Everything I read was horrible, man. I had thought her work trip callousness during my injury was the worst thing she ever did, and nothing else could top that. I don't know why I thought that. I came across another act of hers that stung me more than anything else. That is when I stopped reading through her TL. I just gave up. I just sat there on my sofa for 15 minutes with my wife holding my arm. I wasn't feeling anything. It felt like bliss. I read a very hurtful thing, and yet I wasn't feeling the pain. I didn't want to get out of that numbness. Because outside, there is excruciating pain and horror. So, I didn't move. I didn't look at my wife. I stopped reading. I didn't talk. I just closed my eyes and exercised my meditation techniques. Meditating during numbness is a powerful experience. When I opened my eyes I was still feeling the numbness. For a second or two, I experienced a moment of clarity. I turned to my wife and said, "I want to go home. I want to be with my mom now. I just can't take it anymore." There was a sense of relief on her face. I guess she was expecting a harsh reaction from me, like a declaration of divorce or something. She wanted to know for how long I would be staying with my family. I didn't have any time period in mind. So I just replied, "I don't know." That rattled her a bit. She immediately asked if this was it for our marriage. I told her, "At this moment, in the state of my mind, I feel this should be it."
So yeah, we are separating. Two reasons. One to keep her away from me at a safer distance. Once this numbness recedes, the anger will rush in, and I might snap. That might turn me into a toxic partner. I also want to be in a safe environment if that happens. I don't want to be a vengeful or toxic person. Second, I want to stay far from that POSOM. I don't know what I will do to him if and when I snap.
I am leaving tomorrow. I called my sister yesterday and invited her again to come and stay with my wife for a few days. She will be quitting her job by the end of this month. Her parents will be coming here to take her back to her house. Until then, my sister will stay with her.
My head feels heavy now. I haven't slept all night. Neither did she. We talked all night. I never talked to anyone like that before. I had never been that vulnerable before. I was feeling hollow and empty. I felt that was the right moment to get as many brutal answers from her as possible. I knew the numbness in me would help me keep the conversation as civil as possible. It also helped me open up to her in a way I never did. There was no resistance inside me this time.
I wanted to know why she hated me so much. She claims she never hated me. I don't believe it. Nobody does things that she did to a person they claim not to hate. It makes absolutely no sense to me. Her logic was that in her affair fantasy, I didn't exist. It was him and her. She asked how she could hate me when I never existed in her fantasy. Her choices were never between me and him. It was between reality and fantasy. She chose fantasy. She also claims her AP could have been anybody, and still, she would have chosen her AP over me because he was part of her fantasy. She is adamant that It had nothing to do with me, and she never hated me and never will. I get what she was trying to convey, but it didn't make my situation any less painful. Whether it was about me or not, today I am hurt and broken because of it. I am suffering the consequences of it. She knew, and yet she did it. She couldn't give me a satisfying answer to my question.
I had another question. I wanted to know if she ever felt guilty for her actions, especially when she was spending time with him. She claimed she did. All the time. She confessed that there were many times when she couldn't spend her time well with him because of the guilt. During her time with him on her work trip, she wasn't feeling comfortable at all. Her plan was to have fun with him after finishing their work. They did plan some fun. activities to do. But my accident played a spoiler. When she chose to spend time with him instead of coming back home for me, she immediately realized she had made one of the most vile choices of her entire life. Up until that moment, she was able to convince herself that her affair was 'unacceptable' and 'inappropriate', but not entirely bad. She believed she had enough good excuses to justify her A. But after this particular choice, she couldn't justify herself. She knew I didn't deserve this, especially during that difficult period of my life. They couldn't do all the fun activities they had decided to, except for sex, of course. They allegedly had sex only twice in the last two days of her trip. That is when she first realized that she had turned into a junkie. When she returned home, she decided to end her A. But she couldn't do so for long. I immediately asked if she was unable to end her A at that time, then how was she able to do that now? She replied, "Consequences." At that time, she didn't face any consequences because she wasn't caught. This time she is facing consequences, and she is losing me, her reality. I told her that she had already lost me. I am not the guy to whom she was married. I confessed that I didn't find her desirable anymore. Something changed inside of me. I feel like a different person now. It seemed like my words stung her hard. She was on her knees. I couldn't feel bad for her. So I held her hand. I told her that she needed help. I told her that if she was the junkie that she claimed to be, then it's not possible to make an 180 overnight. She will succumb to the temptation again eventually. Whatever there was between us before her A, I will cherish it. I refused to believe that my
The whole marriage was a sham. It was beautiful, purposeful, and blissful. It enriched my life and validated my existence for as long as it could. Now it's all over. She seemed to agree on that.
We also talked about her failure to communicate her problems with me and many other crucial issues. Writing them will make this post very long. I don't think it's necessary.
It's not the first time I asked these questions to her, but this time I felt she was more honest and less defensive than in previous times. I am still not completely satisfied with all her answers. I feel like she regrets only getting caught and having to face consequences. I don't know if she regrets her A.
I told her not to be too optimistic about relationships. At this moment, I want to end this relationship. That's how I feel now. I don't know for how long I will feel this way, but right now, this feeling is pretty strong.
I can't believe it's all coming to an end. It feels visceral. We had everything. She was one of the few people who stood up for me during my difficult times eight years ago. Her family was skeptical of me. They didn't trust me. They didn't want her daughter to marry me. I don't blame them. Who would want to give their daughter to a guy with anger issues and a history of violent outbursts? But she didn't give up on me. She fought against her family and convinced them to agree to our marriage. She believed in me. She never complained about anything. She always had my back. She was fun. She enriched my life in every way, and then she did THIS. I don't understand this. Why would she do that? I have asked her this so many times since today. But she has no convincing answer. I feel like even she doesn't know the answer. And how is that possible?? How can a person not know why they did what they did?? Has this ever happened to any of you? With all my flaws, even I never did anything bad, and I couldn't explain why.
Anyway, sorry for another long post. I hope this separation gives us some much-needed clarity and peace for both of us. I wish this numbness lasted a little longer. I don't want to feel the pain.
Someday someone asked me here if I take any medicines.
- No. I don't like taking medicines. Yoga and meditation are my medicines.