I trusted him with my life, he lost this and it won't come back over night. I would do almost any thing for him before he broke my trust. I hate knowing that he had been unhappy for four years and I wasn't aware of it. I look back at the last four years thinking how could I ever feel the same again about the place we lived and the things we did together. I thought we were happy. Now it is all gone. I can't see these events in any other way but tainted. One loses so much more than trust.
It has not affected anyone else in our family, I won't allow this to get out. I know it won't help our marriage by keeping this to myself but it would hurt so many others. Its just one of the things I do, try not to hurt anyone needlessly. I am not protecting him from the shame of this getting out but from the rest of the family seeing him in the different way that I now do. It hurts deeper than any physical cut ever could.
The trust is gone the feelings of be safe and secure as well. I feel like I lost my best friend, my comfort zone is shatter. I question every thing. Nothing is safe, feels safe. I second guess every thing I do. How can you spend almost twenty years with some one and then just feel so empty, so lost and so alone. Broken trust takes away so much more than any one would ever know until they themselves go thought it. I don't recommend this to any one. But if you find yourself in this story seek help any where you can, for yourself. Keep going until you find peace. I am still going, still searching it is not easy but I have to find my peace at any cost.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment