As so many of you, I am on the dreaded emotional roller coaster ride after D-day.
I currently try to find my self esteem back, cope with the pain and get a grasp on how I want my future life to be.
I thought posting here and getting insight from people sitting in the same boat might help.
Here is my sob story.
My wife and I met at work in 2009. After a few weeks of courtship we both fell in love and moved together rather quickly. She was in her early 20’s and I in my late 20’s.
Less then a year in our relationship my company offered me an oversea assignment in the States. It was supposed to be temporary and after a lot of talking we agreed that I shouldn’t pass up on this opportunity. We agreed to a long distance relationship, contact via Skype and email. She visited 3 times during this year.
Towards the end of my contract, my company asked to stay and extend my assignment. I liked living here, it was so much different and exciting than home. After a lot of tearful conversations, we agreed that I will only stay if the company would offer her a job here too.
They agreed and we resumed our relationship like it’s meant to be.
She had a hard time to adjust with family being a 10 hour flight away but she did really good. Even advanced her career with in the company and got promoted several times. I was very proud of her.
2 years after the move, our first daughter was born. As new parents we were super anxious but also thrilled how our life will be. A lot of joy but also stretches of misery due to being alone here.
At times we were arguing constantly. At 2014, close to my daughters first birthday, I accidentally had her phone in my hand when a text from one of our coworker popped up. My heart almost stop beating. I read all the conversations and I lost it. I had a complete meltdown due to the very graphic texts. After a few days of calming down, I tried to reconcile but she was completely shutting me out emotional. Said she doesn’t know if she wants to be with me or not. Devastating time for me. I told her I will go on a 2 week road trip and I will come back with a decision how I want to proceed.
The decision I came up with was separation. Now she lost it and fell into deep emotional pain. Begging me to stay but I was not giving an inch. That was November 2014. My due date to move out was January 1st 2015. We got our ducks in the row, clarified child support, visitation, separated apartments etc.
I moved out and found a girl 10 years younger. Nothing serious for me, just to let off steam. I pretty quickly dumped her after a few weeks. Not proud of myself but I also couldn’t stand this new girl starting to invest a lot in this relationship while I had already made up my mind that there is no future together.
After this episode, the mother of my child and I started to connect again. First it was just doing something together with our kid and evolved to having sleepovers after visitation drop offs.
9 month after break up, we moved together again. We were in heaven, falling in love all over again. Our communication in duress was still poor but there was more good than bad to talk about. We bought our first house and our second daughter was born in 2017. She got a new job at a different company and was going up the career ladder there too. In December 2019 we decided to marry (I already proposed while she was pregnant with child number 2).
Then 2020 came along and with it COVID. We stayed both full time employed and had to manage closed schools while working full time. Her company was poorly managed and started to really struggle during this time. She had to put in 10 hour working days including almost every weekend a few extra hours. Stress level was high on both sides. At New Year’s Eve, we had a sit down and she told me how unhappy she is feeling about everything and that she felt our relationship is at the same cross road like it was 2014. I felt my how I started to loose it but didn’t know how to respond. I put the blame on the current situation and tried to reassure her, that when all this is over things will be looking brighter again.
Beginning of January she told me, she had to go on a 2 day business trip. She had to do this a couple times so I wasn’t super thrilled after our talk but I was ok with it. But the nagging voice in my head was not quit talking. After she returned she was super distant emotional and physical. All my alarms were off the chart but I just couldn’t believe she would do it again. After 2014 we both promised this will never happen again. After about a week, she returned to an almost normal state but still not quite like she used to be.
I started to snoop through her stuff when I was home alone but couldn’t find anything. I could not bring myself to investigate her phone though. Maybe I was afraid about finding something or about her reaction if I couldn’t find anything incriminating. For two weeks I could not think straight and finally decided to install a gps tracker on her car. I felt so bad and ashamed. I also started a log, documenting her odd behavior like putting extreme perfume on in the morning or doing laundry right before going to bed and getting ugly and defensive when asked about it. Sure enough I saw weird destinations she traveled to in the morning when she was supposed to be at work. And soon enough I was recognizing a pattern. I asked about her whereabouts and received lies in return. Because I wasn’t really sure and still hoped she might just meet with a girlfriend to talk, I didn’t escalate it like I should have done reviewing this mess in hindsight.
This was going on January and February. Beginning March I just couldn’t hold it anymore. I called her in the morning 5:00am and asked about her whereabouts and received a lie of course. I tried to FaceTime but my call was denied. I texted her “thank you” and didn’t returned any calls she tried to initiate.
She immediately came back home and found me in a very angry condition. I didn’t want to talk but anyway asked and every lie I called her out about was replaced with a new lie. We agreed to talk later this evening and she left for work and I got the kids ready for school.
This evening the lying continued and the first half ass confession was dropped. Yes she felt not loved and she flirted a bit but nothing else happens. BS, we went to bed but my mind was racing and I got up 2 am to sit in the living room. She followed a few minutes later and I accused her of just f-ing lying and I don’t trust her at all. I demanded access to her phone and told her if she doesn’t let me view it right now, she wouldn’t have to at all and I would be done with her for good. She refused and a another half ass confession came out. She told me she is meeting with this guy but just to talk about our relationship. I asked her if she thinks I am that stupid and she finally admitted to having an affair. I fell in a deep bottomless hole, anger, anxiety, fear, sadness took turns to hammer me down. I told her that if she has time to fuck in the morning, she has also time to get the kids to school. I showered and left the house. I was aimlessly driving through the night and had almost an accident because I got so lightheaded that I almost passed out.
At this point I was sure I will divorce her.
I was looking up lawyers in the areas and so on. My productivity level this day was sub par or rather none existent this day at work (it was a slow Friday so thank god for that). During the day we started texting back and forth and she apologized and wanted to work things out. I told her that I will need time and that I won’t be there the weekend.
While I was a mess away from home we started an email and she provided a timeline, which matched my log and the gps data from the car. Based on her recommendation we started couple counseling with a therapist specialized in infidelity recovery. But she sure enough is in the same emotional distance like 2014.
I am now roughly 2 weeks past d-day and my desire for R and D is taking turns. Someday I really want to be with her, work it all out also for the kids sake and the other day I just want to leave because two words “repeated offender”.
She is thinking about IC because she knows something is not right with her. She really tries to not shift blame on me but sometimes it just breaks out. I see her genuinely struggle with all of this but I am not sure if we are both out of the fog yet.
Per her account, she immediately stopped contact with the OM but I know they see each other every day at work.
She said emotions were involved but not to the extent of love or plans for the future.
Both saw it as fun and getting a kick out of it according to her. She also told her HR, a friend of us, however I haven’t verified this yet. She even started to come clean to some of her family members, something she didn’t do the first time.
I am getting support from my sister but the different time zones makes it somewhat hard to stay in touch.
We both agreed to not rush a decision.
Here my R/D ratio of today:
R.......|..D
I was also reading about the 180 and “pick me” dance. Guilty of violating aspects of both but I want to change and take control.
It feels good to write this shit down.