Hello all, I'm English , have been reading for weeks and plucking up courage to post
I'm 15 years married with 2 sons , 12 and 10 . Im 46, he's 43. Both work (and hard)
Hubby and I were separated for year after a failed reconciliation following his affair (and some casual sex with other partners) 5y ago. It failed because he was still in contact with the other woman and because I accepted far too much of the blame.
3m into the separation, hubby began the groundwork to start again, moving from a shared house into a flat alone nearby, no women and good parenting arrangements. He would have come back straight away but I wanted plenty of time to see how he would change and whether it was what I wanted. Still loved him to bits and those feelings never went away and eventually we agreed to live together again.
To give us a fresh start in 2010 we moved house but in the same month we were signing for the new house and starting our reconciliation (much bigger mortgage as the area has better schools -v important in UK) hubby lost his job of 20+ years. He started working for a small firm at 17 eventually becoming its MD until the owner decided to close it during the recession. He was devastated but negotiated a payout and started his own company in the same field and we took the house. I have always worked, reducing to part time after the boys were born. The pressure of starting a business mid recession was huge and, rightly or wrongly, I gave him a lot of rope to do what he needed to get it off the ground. He worked long hours and spent long hours socialising with new contacts, accepting invitations and did very well really - creating a viable business in a hard sector mid recession. BUT I was left with house and kids and my own job 100% and we never really started work on the marriage side.
After a year sex dwindled and I began to doubt him again - the late nights became too frequent and he started blaming me hugely saying I was complaining too much and too miserable to come home to (partly true ). Hard to explain but that year had passed in a blur of very hard work.
Again I didn't really tackle it because his father was diagnosed with cancer and it affected the family badly for nearly a year.
This takes us to 3m ago when it became clear that he wasn't just drowning his sorrows on the late nights. Coming home early hours turned into not until 9am or later and eventually he stopped denying that there was sex involved.
I did not know who , how long or how many and we had huge explosive rows as I tried to find out what was going on. Eventually I asked him to move out and he has found a flat (ludicrously expensive but thats another issue) but put off moving there as he didn't want to leave. He has admitted to another 2-3m relationship (supposedly ended) and 2 more casual encounters in last 12m. I forced him to start using the flat a few days ago but he still hasn't taken his stuff. I have packed and put it in garage
After his very first night there he came back to me saying how ashamed he was of the person he has become and offering everything to start again - counselling (always rejected), stop drinking (always dismissed as not a problem before), to give up any friends or places I am not comfortable with (always refused any concessions before) and an open phone (always glued to his backside as long as I've known him) and to start dating me and taking me away to work on us. None of this is prompted by me. That is his own offer.
Right now, most of me thinks there is too much for me to ever get over now. But a little bit of me doesn't want to give up. I think this is mainly because of my sons ( I married for life and only ever wanted a nuclear 2 parent family life) and the dire financial implications of building separate lives for us ( won't bother with details but it would be drastic) and which would again affect the boys. And I still love him (which seems insane to me)
Rational brain = he's damaged beyond repair and so is the marriage
Emotional brain = still a glimmer of hope for happy ever after for all 4 of us
There's loads more - there always is
But my question is would anyone even bother to think about trying again ?
I know there are some 'extremists' here and some polar opposite views but the black and white of theory is nothing compared to the 'grey' of experience.
All opinions welcome ... please