I really need help. My husband of only 2 years is a sex addict. He has recently told me that he feels he has been for many years(we are both 25). We had been dating for almost 6 months when he told me that he had these problems and that he had also cheated on me. I was so crushed at this news. I ultimatly decided that I thought he was worth trying to work things out with and stuck with him. But, I began a horrible, anxiety-stirring habit of snooping. We continued to date for another year and a half, broke up with each other probably 5 or 6 times, and then decided to get married. We were really in love with each other. I thought that before we were married that he had changed. We had gone to counseling and talked to leaders from our church that I knew he respected, and I believed him when he said he had stopped. Well, a few months into our marriage I started snooping again and found things in his emails and stuff on our computer. After finding these things out over and over and over again, and having him tell me over and over and over again that he wouldn't do it anymore, and FORGIVING him over and over and over again, I changed. I am somewhat of a bitch now. I feel hardened. I have anxiety and panic attacks. I love him but I don't want to cuddle and definately don't want to have sex with him. He tells me he needs to feel loved but I just don't know if I can. I felt so gross when we started to have sex a few weeks ago that I wanted to throw up. I don't feel attracted to him. I'm scared I'm going to come home one day after forgiving him yet again and finding someone in bed with him. My question is, at this point, even if he is capable of overcoming his addiction, am I capable of going back to how I was and being what he needs?
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