I am a monster.
Here’s my background:
I married my wife when I was 19 and she was 17. We dated for 2 years prior. I don’t think I was a very good boyfriend. Didn’t really know how to be, I think. I was, and continue to be always in my head. That prevented me from really being who I was with her. I didn’t always make her feel like I was "into" her. Those are her words. Many marriage counseling sessions and individual talks revealed this. She didn’t feel appreciated and "longed for". I can see this, but I don’t know how to change myself. I spent a lot of time hanging out with friends and doing dumb young people shit. Was always faithful, though.
When we got married, I joined the military. My wife gave birth to our daughter the month before I joined. I’ve served for 22 years now. My biggest motivation for joining was to provide a stable home for her and our daughter. After 9/11, I was deployed overseas for several months. She had an affair with a co-worker of mine for the duration of the time I was gone. It didn’t take them long to hook up after I left, a couple of weeks I think. She told me once I returned, but I sensed something was off while I was gone. Those feeling intensified, until when I got home until she disclosed the affair. I’m glad she told me, but I think it was because she wanted to leave. I begged her to stay. I did the pick me dance really hard. She stayed, but I think that was a mistake now.
In the immediate aftermath of the affair I didn’t know how to process it. She continued to see him for a couple months after, until she decided to try and reconcile with me. I wouldn’t say that she did her part very well. From that time, it was kind of left at, again her words: "I’m sorry you got hurt, but I’m not sorry it happened." She later recanted that statement, years later. She trickle truthed me a lot. Left a lot of information out and denied things that later came out almost 10 years later, when I had a mental breakdown, of sorts. I’ll explain that in a little bit.
I’ve always had problems processing emotions. Still very much do. I tend to bottle things up and not talk. I know I feel things, but I don’t know what or how to handle them. I spend literally years processing things before I can even start to address the underlying issue that caused the emotion. This has been a horrific experience for my wife. I can understand that. I’m sorry it’s like that, but I don’t know how to change it. I believe I’ve made efforts to try, I really do.
Two years after the physical affair she had, I caught her sexting with men online from a video game. Instant shutdown. Didn’t even talk about it with her until the breakdown.
The next couple of years, I couldn’t process ANYTHING. It was strange, kind of like seeing myself from the outside. I knew I was a loser, and a pathetic piece of shit, but it didn’t bother me. I didn’t care anymore. That grew into a shadow on my soul. A darkness. I felt it first in 2006. I should have gotten help. I didn’t. My wife, children, family and friends all suffered from this. Because I am weak. Because I gave up. The darkness grew. I let it. I coped by drinking. Still do to this day. Binge drinking. I know my health is failing because of it. I won’t see a doctor though. I’m afraid I will die from this soon, and at the same time, don’t care.
I hurt her a lot with it. I know that. I won’t forgive myself for it. I am a monster. It’s reflected in the way I look. I’m hideous. I’m not sure why she didn’t go years ago.
The darkness caused so much damage. It led to a a mental breakdown in the early 2010’s. I was at training and saw two classmates have an affair right in front of the class. The female was married and the male was not. Something snapped inside of me. I can’t explain why that one specific case was the trigger. It’s not like I hadn’t seen people have affairs before that point.
I asked for details about the affair then. Details I had never asked for before. This is the long processing cycle coming back to get me. She again trickle truthed me and lied. I caught her in some of these lies and she only said it was because she was afraid of the damage it would cause. Should of listened to her, I suppose. I also learned that she cheated on me when we were dating. She swears up and down that she wanted me and only did those things because I didn’t react to her the way she wanted. That’s fair, I think.
Instead of helping me, that breakdown only caused the darkness to grow. It was now consuming almost all of me. I became even less engaged. I don’t know why she stayed. It was damaging to her, the kids and everyone I knew. I know that I’m not a good person. I’m not physically attractive and I don’t have a good personality. I’m not a good conversationalist. People say I’m hard to talk to. I can see it. I’m a bad lover.
I said some horrible things to her during this period as details of the affair came out. Things I’m ashamed of even to this day. We decided to stay together. I still drink. Years go by, and I’m still covered in darkness. It grows and thrives, and I continue to die. I think there was a period where I could have fought the darkness, but I didn’t. I invited it in. Now, all suffer for it. If I had just held on all those years ago.
I know I loved my wife. I still do in the capacity I have left. I just know I’ve damaged everyone around me and I won’t forgive myself for that. All the years that I’ve cheated them out of, because of what I am. I should have just left and lived alone, it’s what I deserve.
I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to hurt anyone anymore. I just don’t know how to fix myself. I’ve tried therapy, but it doesn’t help. It doesn’t help, because I won’t let it. I know I’m a trash person and because of that I am toxic to others. What a terrible existence. I’m not suicidal. I won’t cause that much damage to everyone.
When will karma catch up to me? I just hope it does.
I’ve been listening to Pearl Jam's "Hold On" recently, and I think it's relevant.