msolga wrote: um, Freedomelf ... do you ever suspect that there's an element of him enjoying the drama a bit? I mean, being so desirable to 2 women, either of whom would fall into his arms in a minute?! Decisions, decisions! I'm starting to feel a bit grumpy with him! :wink: It almost feels as though he's milking the situation for all the attention he can get out of it. (& I wonder if you might be expected to feel lucky that he's chosen you! Me, I think he should feel extremely lucky that you're so understanding & tolerant. Many a woman in the same position would have had his guts for garters by now! :wink: )
Yes.....I have thought of that. I think this attention may be really good for his ego. He said that he has often felt "inferior" in a lot of ways, so I'm sure this is a big ego boost.
Yesterday, we all went out to the pool and I was happy, swimming, when suddenly I looked at my arms and saw that I had a bit of flab hanging down. My first thought was "gosh, I hope he doesn't see that.".....my second thought was....."WHY THE HELL AM I WORRIED ABOUT IT???" And then it hit me how much my world had changed since March, when I was sooooooo secure in the knowledge that he thought I was beautiful, and was crazy about me. I got really depressed, and left the pool, and he followed and asked me what was wrong. I told him, and he hugged me and told me that he thought I was still incredibly beautiful, and that I shouldn't worry......but it just wasn't the same. My confidence in his words is shattered. Then he tried to joke about his flab, and that his hair was falling out, and that he's the one who should worry, not me. Anyway....he joked so much about it, and tried to boost my confidence, so it did get better after a while.
When we were in therapy, hubby said that she had told him that I "robbed the cradle" by marrying him when he was so young (19) while I was already established with a child and a divorce behind me. She can't know ANYTHING about what it was like back then (my husband has such a bad memory, I'm sure he doesn't remember either.) The first time he asked me out, I told him that he should be with girls his own age, and to ask me again in 6 months, because I just didn't want to go out with someone so young. In EXACTLY 6 months, he asked me out again.....and that's when we went out. She doesn't know me at all, and I was really irritated that she could be putting those thoughts in his head. She doesn't know what it was like back then, or how he had been supporting his family since he was 14 and was really, really mature for his age. She doesn't know how he single-handedly took over as "dad" to my son when I went into the hospital, a month before we were married, and how he encouraged me to take those final steps into the courthouse on our wedding day, when I was the one getting cold feet. I'm really disgusted that his memory is so bad, that she could be capable of twisting his thoughts and making him wonder if it wasn't me who dragged HIM into the courthouse.
It's funny, because when he moved in with her, I expressed concern that she would get pregnant. I knew that he didn't want any more children, and was concerned that she would trap him. He came back the next week with accusations that I had trapped HIM by getting pregnant with our son!!!! I had to gently remind him that we were MARRIED for 2 weeks before I got pregnant with our first son! He'd forgotten that, because our son was a premie....and yes, he really was. (No doubt dear little brenda did the math, and figured I was probably a week or two pregnant with him when we got married, and then manipulated him into thinking that I had trapped him. Hubby's memory is so bad, he soaked it up until I reminded him about those conversations we had with the doctor about the extra care needed for preemies, etc.)
Anyway, that's all over.....yesterday passed peacefully, and Mr Elf was a lot better than I thought he would be. He did at one point show me an email that he "almost" sent her, but it was actually not a bad one.....he wrote that he and I were "on the right track", and that he hopes she has moved on and wishes her well in her future life.
But the therapist said that he thought it was a good idea to simply let the day pass without any acknowledgement of her birthday. He felt that by acknowledging it, that only made it important, and Brenda needed to realize that it wasn't important enough to hubby to acknowledge it. He said to simply let it go, and hubby agreed.
I can't help but wonder if that's true though.....sometimes I think an email saying that we are doing well might help to close the situation, but the therapist feels that the affair with her ended June 7th. If hubby emails her, that will delay the "end" of it by over a month in our minds. It is best for it to remain "final" at June 7th. Perhaps he is right.
We had a good day yesterday, and had fun playing games with the kids like scrabble in the morning and cards in the evening after swimming. We hung out and talked most of the day. So anyway.....it was good. He was very considerate, actually, and didn't say much about her. I have to admit, I sometimes start it, because I may be as obsessed about her as he is......I don't know. I've got to learn to let it go, too.
Hubby says he believes that we will make it, but right now he is so broken that he can't give me the words I need.....that he is over her and that he knows he truly wants me more than anything in life. He hopes that he will be able to, very soon, and that I will give him more time, because he doesn't want to be dishonest with me, ever again. He wants to be sure before he tells me this time. So......I guess I will just let it go for a while longer.
I'm just so tired of it.