When we were dating, we talked openly about our pasts to make sure our values aligned. I told her my history was pretty uneventful—I had chosen to wait for marriage. She told me she had only been with one person, her last boyfriend. I took her at her word, and we got married about a year later.
Over time, especially as we grew more comfortable sharing, her stories began to shift. Eventually, she told me there had been a time in her life when she partied heavily and was often blackout drunk. She admitted that she hadn’t been honest with me in the beginning—she had been afraid that if I knew the truth, I would leave her.
She said she had actually been with many more people—likely 40 or more. At one party, and possibly others based on what she hinted at, she had been with multiple men in a single night. She also admitted that in many of those encounters, she didn’t use protection. When I asked whether she had been tested before we got together, she said no—and even now, she still hasn’t. I think shame or fear may be holding her back, but I can’t be sure. I’m getting tested next week; thankfully I haven’t had any symptoms, but I know that doesn’t mean anything for certain.
I’m not going to lie: I wasn’t angry at first—I was in shock. I went emotionally cold for a while. Even though this wasn’t an affair, it felt like something important had been taken from me. I didn’t have the full truth when I made the decision to marry her, and that matters to me. It’s not about judging her past—it’s about not having had the chance to make an informed choice.
What makes it even harder is how much this has affected my mental state. I just found all of this out within the past year, and it’s been incredibly difficult to process. I find myself shutting down mentally at times. I struggle to focus at work. Some days I can barely get through the tasks in front of me. It’s not just emotional—it’s physical. It’s like my brain and body are still trying to catch up with the shock.
We have young children now. I love them with everything I have, and I do care about my wife. But I’m torn. I’m not sure I would have said yes to this relationship had I known everything at the start. I feel guilty even thinking that—but it’s the truth. Sometimes I feel emotionally disconnected from her, and that’s something I never expected.
When I tried to share my feelings with her, she almost laughed it off, like it shouldn’t be a big deal. That hurt. I’ve asked her to go to counseling with me, but she won’t. So I’ve started seeking support on my own—private counseling, online forums, places where I can speak honestly without fear of being dismissed or judged.
I’m not writing this to criticize or shame anyone. I understand people make mistakes and go through difficult chapters in life. I’m just struggling with the reality that I didn’t get to make this life choice with the full truth. My feelings may be complicated, but they’re real. And I’m trying to find a way forward, with grace—for her, for myself, and for our kids.
[This message edited by LookingForAnswers at 9:36 PM, Wednesday, May 21st]