My wife finally agreed to meet and talk to me face to face since I had told her she had to make a decision about coming back to make our marriage work or continue to live with the other guy in her safe zone. I hadn't heard from her in a week when she called and asked if I could come over to talk. I made arrangements and went over after work and picked her up from work. We went to the park and talked and read through some material on BP that she hadn't seen. She told me she was having a hard time accepting it, I told her I could understand that and that it would take time but I was there for her. I was joking and asked her if she wantedto get a room at a hotel so we could talk all night, she said yes. So off we went I bought her a swimsuit and we grabbed a 12 pack and went to the hotel where we used to escape to when we started dating and got a whirpool suite so we could just relax and talk. This was actually all I had in mind. Well we talked and talked and cried and she pronounced her undying love for me over and over. She said she had tried everything she could to get me out of her mind because she knew she had hurt me so bad but she knew we were meant for each other. She attacked me, in a good way, and we had great sex over and over most of the rest of the night. In between she called her mother to tell her she was moving back with her till while we worked on our marriage and that this was what she had always wanted and now she knew it was going to happen. She texted the guy she was living with and told him she was sick and staying at her moms that night. We got up in the morning and I had a knot in my stomache, like something wasn't right. I took her to her moms to change and we talked more and then I took her to work. She gave me a kiss told me she loved me and she would be moving her stuff out after work that day. I just got on the interstate headed back home and got a text from her. it said' "OK, here is what I can't say to your face, if u want complete honesty, I am afraid I have fallen in love with...(other guy) I am sorry." I told her i couldnt beleive what I was hearing. The next one," I have to stay where I am I am in love with him and I know it hurts but I thought about him all nite that confirmed it for me and I could not say it to your face." You could imagine my hurt and shock. She did self medicate that night but the feelings and sex started before that. She had said she had stopped that but evidently she hasn't. So now she says she wants a divorce. I am hurt more since we had such a great night together than if I hadn't seen her. She even had the huge crying fit after her orgasm, which she had always said I was the only person she had ever been like that with because it was just so emotional between us, that I made her feel so good and there was so much love. I am totally distraught again, should I just end it or do you think she will change her mind again. Her birthday is tomorrow and she said he had a party planned for her and I know there is a vacation in the works in July, I think she is afraid to miss out on thise things because she knows our journey back together will be a long one. I really don;t think she loves him she just loves the safe situation. Of course I have been wrong every other time in my thinking. Any thoughts out there.
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