I started a thread a few weeks ago about emotional dependence that had some helpful responses - thank you to those that read and responded. I’m in trouble here and would really appreciate your input.
I got into an emotional affair with somebody at work. Marriage has been crumbling for some time. I had always thought to hang in there until our youngest graduates next year. This isn’t something I was looking for but it happened nonetheless. I’ll call him Mark.
Mark started having strong feelings right away but was also in a relationship. He didn’t say or do anything, nor did I, but there was always that vibe. We were friends. A couple of times we worked alone together, but nothing at all happened. No romantic gazing, brushing hands, nothing like that. He told me later he never though he had a chance in hell, I was married and also not the type of person to ever consider doing something to break my vows. He was divorced but living with somebody.
Well, several months ago we had a conversation and the feelings came out. As time went by we became extremely attached to one another, spending hours talking, texting, messaging, etc. We also met when possible. I told him many times that this was wrong and to give me some space, which he did. Every time I would only last a day or two before contacting him. It would have been easier to give up eating and sleeping than to give up this relationship.
He left his SO in April and moved in with friends. Things began to get more physical but we did not and would not cross that line. I decided in May to leave as well but wanted to wait until the end of the school year so my son could finish before I moved out. I though long and hard about what to do and the guilt was, and is, terrible. It’s easy to judge things like this until you are the one experiencing it.
My husband was aware of some of what was going on, he’s not an idiot. He came to the realization that he wanted to try and hold things together and hoped that I would come to my senses.
I left in June and moved in with my parents. I also had lost my job over this. If you would have told me that this sort of thing would happen to me I would have never believed it. I’m about as straight an arrow as you can find. Friends and family that know have each said I would be the last person to choose this. Fact is, I was in a long term relationship with somebody very emotionally and physically closed off and introverted. I asked, no begged him to please meet me halfway and he would always say “This is just how I am”.
One time I decided to see how long it would take for DH to approach me and hug me, kiss me, take my hand, or touch me in any way whatsoever besides wanting sex. I lasted over a month before giving up. I went back to hugging him or whatever and him giving me that back-pat thing. I hate the back pat. I’m not exactly a troll, it’s not that he found me unattractive. He always just said that’s not something he needs, at all. I am the polar opposite and would love a demonstrative partner. I felt like I was in an emotional void. Hell, I was in an emotional void.
So, there it was. I met somebody I was attracted to on every level. He could not have been more attentive and it was like two halves of a whole, like nothing else I had ever experienced before, ever. I had often thought that there was somebody out there waiting for me and I was in the wrong place with the wrong man for years. Once I found that, I wasn’t capable of giving it up.
Living with my parents was awful. I didn’t have my job or routine, missed my son and dog and house and neighborhood, and soon found out the hell of living with somebody with dementia. Mom confided things about their marriage and our family history that were very emotionally damaging to me, at a time when I was already fragile. I have a history of anxiety and did have a depressive episode 13 years ago. I’ve long since recovered but underestimated the potential for that to return.
to be continued…