BSR writes:
You have new insight as a WS. There are many suffering BS who do not. Don't lose sight of that.
^^^ This.
I do NOT recommend having an RA to develop insight and empathy, no more than I recommend touching that hot burner to convince yourself that you'll get burned.
However- now you have some empathy and insight as a WS.
Does it help you to understand that your wayward husband didn't so much 'get one over on you' as he 'crapped the bed?'
Yeah, you are *both* in the bed, that sucks- but the person who crapped the bed gets the blame and the shame.
Very few waywards on SI would step up and declare that whatever 'fun' was had in the affair is worth the blame and shame of the crapped bed, never mind the discomfort to all parties therein.
Elsewhere on the interwebs, well, there are those dark corners. =/
I don't perceive those dark corners as places where people are going to find healing, resolution and a healthier way forward, either together or alone.
I actually do have a LOT of empathy for you, Mickie. One of the hardest things I've ever done in my life, and certainly in this marriage, was to *just. sit. still.* (or still enough)(never mind the screaming and the bleeding) after finding out what *really* happened long ago with Husband. I too wanted to scorch the earth and salt it.
At my age and level of experience and amount of financial exposure, etc. (older, fewer years with which to 'recover' from a self induced wound) I was not seriously considering an RA of any sort.
Any of my male friends of my equivalent age or close enough, would first ask me if I'd lost my mind. We all know the score.
But a whole helluva lot of the steam coming out of my ears was composed of the searing memories of all the times this Good Girl *did* say no-
including one time when my husband pushed my good will and my fortitude damned near to madness with abject tone deafness about what it actually meant to be 'married.'
So I get it.
For the record, even though I did not 'step over the line' in that moment, at that opportunity, I got close enough (I allowed the opportunity to sit in my lap long enough) that I felt it demanded a full confession/accounting to my husband- and he got one, in complete technicolor detail, all in one conversation, no trickle truth.
Which made me all the more livid when I had to deal with his trickle truth years later, and when I realized how hard he and we had rug swept years before.
Ergo I'm sure, Mickie, that at this moment, you feel like you are being held to a completely different and higher practical standard than your husband held himself, and than you received at his hands. Part of you is screaming, "THIS IS NOT FAIR!" and it's not.
And part of you is attempting to rug sweep by saying, "Not telling him will protect him." And, I'll go one step further, I'm sure some part of you is also saying, "I'm sure he hasn't told me the complete truth either."
I get all of that.
But what you are *really* doing here is setting your own standard for the type of relationship and the level of honesty at which you wish to live.
You don't have to be so honest as to be cruel.
You don't have to force details on him that he's not ready to hear.
But you have an opportunity to model bravery and courage and integrity to him.
I do recommend that you consult a therapist who is experienced in infidelity and that you conduct whatever disclosure you decide to do with professional help and guidance for both of you.
You are both in the emotional/relationship ER, trying to staunch a wound, and another bleeder just happened.
"First, do no harm."
<3