dying heart:
i am sure your husband will come to his senses but the question is "when"
the road ahead can be very tedious and even more painful. and there will be times when you feel like you can't take it any more. you will feel like you are the one who has been cheated on, so why are you still putting up with his temper, or nonsense, etc. there will be such times and you really feel that you want to end it all and just move on with your life with your little one. and your husband and the slut can just burn in hell for what they have done.
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this is the time, when you must take a break. calm down and think and remember your resolutions in the first place. you will find the strength in yourself to see this through. women are very very very resilient creatures; we are made this way.
Emma:
No, it is not easy at all to forgive. If you ask me have i forgiven my husband for putting me through hell? for almost causing our little girl to end up with a broken family?
I would like to say NO. but for my own sanity, i did.
if you ask me, have i forgotten how painful it was, how hurt i suffered, how much sleep and weight i lost? The answer is no. I will never be able to forget.
There are times now still.. when I am doing my own things, and all these memories will flow back and i find myself angry! sometimes, i find myself tearing even. but i tell myself, i am on the road to recovery.
it is not easy to rebuild trust but the one thing i am very sure of is, i love my husband and i was not prepared to lose him at all. Although at that time, i couldn't say the same for him. the allure of the other woman was so strong, too strong. she played her cards very well and she knew exactly what to say to him to make him weak in his knees.
i didn't just say i want to work things out with him, i did it. and i did it over a long period of time. from the time i found out till now, its been 2 years. i moved away for a good 3 1/2 months and in these months, my husband was really gathering courage to tell me he wants to leave me and our girl. the other woman had him round her finger.
i do not know what happened but my husband asked us to move back. and i did but the weeks that followed were hell. initially, he did make a conscious effort to be nice to me but soon, the contacts between and the other woman became more obvious; they msn each other and their chats were intimate. i was hurting inside and then one day, i told him "why did you ask me back?" he of course denied that there were anything between them.
i kept my cool from then on.
3 weeks after i moved back, i saw a sms from her to him. it read "i love you too". the only thing i could think of was, he must have said it to her for her to reply "too". but i still kept my cool.
he would stay out late once a week for 3 months. all that while, he was telling me that he was meeting this friend and that.. (all sounded too familiar; same excuses given) did my alarm bell go off? yes, but i still kept my cool.
then i also see that he wore the shirt she bought for him on a particular day of the week. i didn't like it but i didn't say a word. what i did was, i went shopping for shirts and i bought him like 10 in 2 months! but still he wore that dreaded shirt. there were times i felt like pouring bleaching lotion on it! or tearing his buttons out and throwing them away...
i kept quiet all these while. but i was not just keeping my hurt inside. i turned them into constructive things. i learned to treat his parents better, i bought supper for them. i told my mil occasionally not to cook dinner cuz i was buying something nice back. i learned to not be so possessive of my little girl.
i learned to show appreciation to him very blatantly even though he didn't do much. but i said "thank you" all the same. i smiled more, i told him silly jokes although he didn't laugh nor reciprocate. it was very tiring and painful for me cuz i felt that it was going no where. but i held on.
slowly i found that his weekly late nights stopped. i found that he held my hand more often. i felt that i was not the only one talking and blabbling endless in the car on the way to work. that was when i knew that i could talk to him about the other woman.
and i did on several occasions. each time, i address one issue. i did it calmly and in a non accusative manner. i told him i saw the sms msg she wrote "i love you too". he pretended and said he couldn't remember. i told him i was very hurt but i told him. i understand that its difficult to just let go. but i wish her happiness with her boyfriend. my husband's response to what i said. he hugged me.
several months later, when he came back from work wearing that shirt, i told him that i know that its a shirt she got him. he denied of course and said he bought it himself although she chose it. and i said in a calm manner again that he has so many other shirts, why wear this?
and you know what? he never wore that shirt again.
i got my way... but it didn't happen overnight. it took more than 1 1/2 years.
in those times, i gave myself a complete overhaul. i did my hair, i wore better clothes, i smile more. i told myself, i am an attractive woman and i will not myself go to waste over my husband.
i have come to realise that men are shallow creatures. they see with their eyes. when i was living apart from my husband, he was officially dating the other woman and i remembered how proud he sounded when he told me that she looked stunning for their company D&D and how other men kept looking/ staring at her. so i told myself, i am not ugly. and i should not my assets go to waste. i took the trouble to dress up and others notice. soon, my husband notices me and he also notices that others notice me.
but all these take a lot of effort and patience.
i was in a pitiful situation; losing husband, losing family... potential divorcee.. and i plotted and schemed and wanted to ruin both my husband and the other woman ... i had all the evidence. i could just send an email to their boss and the chinese tabloid newspapers and make them lose their credibility.
i would have gained instant gratification. but i would have lost the war and i would have lost myself.
i had every right to be mad, to get even. but i did it in a different manner.
now i can feel that my husband loves me more. he holds my hand even when he is sleeping. he will sudenly grab me by the waist and kiss me. but i worked damn hard for this.
the other woman is still his colleague. am i worried, yes. we are all women and we know that if we really want a man, we CAN get him.
but i am doing my best here. if my husband falters another time, i will give up. because there is really nothing more i can give or make better already. but until then, i owe it to myself to make our lives better.
i am sorry this is such a long post. and i don't mean for this to be a self-glorifying post.
i want to tell you, dying heart, that it is possible. very very painful and tedious and it takes mammoth amount of patience to do this. but ultimately, there is a light at the end. it can be done.