Hello everyone, i hope you are doing well. This is my first post on here so I would like to introduce myself and give a brief rundown of why I am here.
I found out the other day that my wife was unfaithful to me. She told me only because she got pregnant by this other man. This man who was supposed to be my friend. So I had a friend who I trusted and the person I loved more than anything (except the kiddos, those little guys are awesome) both put a dagger in my spine and in my heart.
Those wounds are pretty raw still. We have kids and a house and dogs and all kind of responsibilities so its not like we can just go our separate ways.
Im not sure where to start other than that I can truly understand how Jenn feels. I've been having nightmares, sleeping with her in the same bed is hard, sleeping at all is a challenge. I have resorted to not eating much, and doing a lot of walking. Which I guess is better than alcohol abuse. Everytime I see them in my mind i want to just cry. I know I am damaged goods for sure.
I keep thinking how I got to this mess. I know I shouldnt blame myself. The truth is that I want to blame myself. I can easily see all of the mistakes I made like bright shining beacons. Things that are not hard to change. Things like just spending more time with her, going for walks with her, going to the gym. Giving her my time. But in the end I realize it would have been for naught. My wife is one of those people that is never satisified. I could have done all of those things and it wouldnt have been enough. She has always said we are too different. Its true, I like movies, star trek, nerd stuff, video games. She likes to go for walks, hikes, dinners, and mini vacations. (I would have done all of that if was finanically responsible)
So now she found a sugar daddy. Some guy willing to do these things for her. She says shes in love with him but I dont see how thats possible. She also says shes co-dependent and needs to work on herself. I was under some crazy delusion that marriage was all about co-dependence. We relied on each other and supported each other.
I am by no means innocent in all of this. I have done silly stupid things. I have neglected her, I have been dismissive of her, I have been less than the best father I can be (not a bad one, just could do better) I could have been more healthy. But I was content with my life. I was happy with what I had. Shes a pain and stubborn and just plain mean to me at times but that doesnt mean I didnt care about her.
I honestly wish that she or him (being my friend) would have just grabbed my arm, looked me in the eye, said what she/he meant and dragged us off to a councilor we could have fixed this. I am not unreasonable, I would have realized my mistakes (as I did when she told me about the divorce) and I would have done anything in the world to earn her respect back.
But its too late for that. I need to move on. If she wanted it I could keep it together for the kids, I could even raise the baby as my own but she is wanting him to be the father. And he should be. But my children are the ones that really are going to suffer.
So my nightmares are really not about the cheating so much. its about my childhood when my parents separated. How hard it was for me and my brother.
Thanks for letting me rant.