Thank you for your replies everyone. I'm already feeling a little less alone in this.
I've just realised I put 4 months in my subject header but it's actually only 2 months since d-day. I'm not beating myself up for the error, but it does typify that my brain just isn't as sharp as it usually is. I don't feel as capable as normal; I'm making more little mistakes, being more physically clumsy, more forgetful. No sense of time. A friend once described grief as like walking through sludge and I feel like that at the moment.
It's 4 months since I started really thinking something was wrong though, so that tracks. Stayg0lden, the voicing your concerns all summer and being falsely reassured really resonates. That actually feels a bigger injury to me than his feelings for this other woman. It's so cruel and feels like it robs me of the ability to make choices based on real information. I feel kinda gross about all the sex I had with him over that time as well; like I was deceived into it. I wouldn't have consented if I'd known what was really going on. I know it's not quite the same, but it does bring up some feelings aligned with my experiences of sexual assault. There are also times where I now know I was using sexual adventure to try win his attention back almost, like I felt I was losing our connection and maybe that would spark it again, but also it didn't really feel that enjoyable because the connection wasn't there, and I feel really yuck about those times too, like I betrayed myself, but I wouldn't have done if he hadn't been lying to me.
WB1340 I have a hard time knowing whether it's BS about him not wanting the crush. It was something he'd written in his diary (which he never expected me to read) so that does make me a bit more inclined to believe it. But also I think there was so much compartmentalisation and denial and lying to himself that he might well have been bullshitting himself. He had never heard of an emotional affair until I described his behaviour as that after D-Day and he said he wished he'd known of the concept. He said that he knew he wouldn't do anything physical so didn't really realise he was doing anything that wrong. But I don't fully believe that cos if that was the case he wouldn't have had to lie to me. It feels like he was deeply confused but I don't know if that's almost one of his ways of trying to avoid accountability now. I keep feeling like he's suddenly become really stupid, and it feels horrible to call someone stupid, but what he says doesn't fit together or make sense. Maybe a part of me would prefer to call that stupidity rather than think of it as being deliberate.
Sisoon, I found your message really reassuring, thank you. I will take your reco to focus on my healing. I've started doing a life drawing class and it feels like an island of respite in all this; to get away, do something I enjoy, and be with people who don't really know me, or him. Like re-capturing some independence and my own identity. What you said about distinguishing realism from pessimism and optimism is reassuring too because I'm definitely struggling with that at the moment - helpful to have that way of describing what's going on there.
Pogre, thank you for your words too. This does feel the worst trauma I've experienced, and I have experienced a fair amount.
Something I'm feeling hugely strongly at the moment is a hatred for the city we live in. We were long distance the first year of our relationship and then I moved to where he lived. I moved both for him, but also for a MSc that I wanted to study somewhere more metropolitan. The course only finished around June, again around the same time as his EA started. It's taken up a lot of my time and attention these last four years so I don't feel I've been able to fully integrate in the city. I've always felt ambivalent about it; I'm a big hiker and nature lover and it's just not a very good place for getting access to beautiful green space. My partner is very rooted in the city but was losing his love for it, but his AP actually helped reinvigorate his connection to it. They spent a lot of time together in the city centre, which we've never really done much together, and now the city centre feels tarnished. I always asked if we could find more to do there and he didn't want to but he did with her. Now I feel like I was willing to sacrifice a more appropriate place to live to be with him, but he wasn't willing to stay faithful or sacrifice a woman he fancied for my sake. The city seems wrapped up in his affair and a trigger. I've been away for a week at a friend's and I'm really dreading going back, a sense of doom about it. I know where I'd love to live, another city near a big national park that would suit both. of us well, and he has actually said he'd consider moving there now, in the aftermath of this. But I don't know if he's really thought that through or is just being compliant. I feel an urgency to move but I know that's not practical but it feels hard to imagine recovering while living in a place that feels almost suffocatingly triggering and that's far from big nature, which I know is something that will best support my healing.
Something else I'm struggling with is really not wanting to see his family and feeling guilty for that. He has told them what's going on but none have reached out to me - I don't expect much, but just an acknowledgment and a 'sorry you two are having a difficult time' feels appropriate. I miss his little nephews though; I adore them. But It feels like it would be really overwhelming to spend time with any of his family, like I'm only really there as an appendage to him, and I don't feel truly like his significant other at the moment or he wouldn't have treated me the way he has done. He's really disappointed about that though and wants me to be at things with them. I worry it's gonna be difficult with Christmas coming up, though one of the good things he's done is say we can spend it away just the two of us, rather than with them. I don't want to snub his family but my discomfort at the thought of spending time with them is really visceral. I find socialising as a couple in any context really hard at the moment; I just feel like we're faking it almost, and I hate that. But I'm wary that if I avoid it, I'm isolating myself more.
[This message edited by ouchythishurts at 7:38 AM, Saturday, November 7th]