astromoggy
17th March 2008, 11:02 AM
Hi
I wrote on this site back in October when I was 7 months pregnant. My husband had told me he didn't know if he loved me and needed some time. He'd also been texting a girl from his work course and going on facebook every day befriending various lingerie clad girls, knowing I didn't like it, especially as I was a whale like shape and struggling with it.
We spent a week apart for him to think and he wanted me to come back, and I wanted to come back. But it's never really felt the same. I thought it would need to take time, and maybe the birth of our baby would be a turning point. We had a boy at the end of December, and for a while I thought things were going okay - we started looking at houses, had an offer accepted on one and are just waiting for the vendor to find somewhere they want to go to.
However, he's still going on facebook and I have told him that I'm not comfortable with him messaging single girls, advertising himself on some dating forum where you can either 'flirt' or 'wink' at someone, and he said he'd come off, but he hasn't.
At the weekend, he went out and stumbled back in totally plastered, without the friend of his that was supposed to be crashing on our sofa. I told him he ought to keep his mobile switched on in case his friend was trying to get hold of him. A message came up straight away so I opened it for him assuming it would be friend and it was some girl called Lindsay. I asked him who she was and he tried to grab for the phone so I looked at his messages in front of him and there was a small chain between them, she had sent him a message telling him not to get too drunk in case some woman takes advantage of him and replied telling him he was 'saving himself for her lol'.
The following morning I confronted him and it turns out she's some girl from facebook (not from the area) who swapped numbers with him, and that I was overreacting because he'd put 'lol' which clearly means he was only joking. It opened up the wound of October for me, which I never felt was fully resolved, and he admitted that he had kissed someone else back then, a flatmate of his friend, but they'd both regretted it straight away. He also tells me he's addicted to facebook and the attention he gets from the girls, and whilst he would never cheat on me in the sense of meeting them or having sex, he doesn't know if he'll stop texting this Lindsay. if you were to look at his profile, he has removed his marital status and I'm sure he gives no hints that he is a married man. I told him that I wanted it to work with him, and that whilst I'm angry that he kissed this girl, the fact he (eventually) came clean is something, and I would try and put it behind us, provided he stopped with all the chasing other girls on the internet, and giving out his number. He said he'd try. He thinks he wants to be with me but feels empty and doesn't feel happy with himself or his life and doesn't know why.
I'm really trying to get past this because we have 3 beautiful children and I truly love him, and think if we can snap him out of this weird depressive state then he'll realise how stupid he's been behaving and that he's got so much to be happy about. But then I found a phone bill from October, I was about to rip it up but remembered that was the month he kissed this girl. I remember everything that happened back then like it was yesterday, so I looked at the dates, and this girl who he apparently kissed once and regretted immediately, he also text about 30 times over a four day period - right over when he kissed her, to when he left me the night he wasn't sure if he loved me to stay with a friend (friend with the flatmate he kissed) and the day after. So now it doesn't add up.
Has anyone else been in this situation? Should I confront him, or am I kidding myself that we'll ever get back to how we were? We've been together for 7 years, married for 5 and whilst I really want a life with him, I feel like things still aren't adding up? Am I a fool for letting him get away with all this?
I wrote on this site back in October when I was 7 months pregnant. My husband had told me he didn't know if he loved me and needed some time. He'd also been texting a girl from his work course and going on facebook every day befriending various lingerie clad girls, knowing I didn't like it, especially as I was a whale like shape and struggling with it.
We spent a week apart for him to think and he wanted me to come back, and I wanted to come back. But it's never really felt the same. I thought it would need to take time, and maybe the birth of our baby would be a turning point. We had a boy at the end of December, and for a while I thought things were going okay - we started looking at houses, had an offer accepted on one and are just waiting for the vendor to find somewhere they want to go to.
However, he's still going on facebook and I have told him that I'm not comfortable with him messaging single girls, advertising himself on some dating forum where you can either 'flirt' or 'wink' at someone, and he said he'd come off, but he hasn't.
At the weekend, he went out and stumbled back in totally plastered, without the friend of his that was supposed to be crashing on our sofa. I told him he ought to keep his mobile switched on in case his friend was trying to get hold of him. A message came up straight away so I opened it for him assuming it would be friend and it was some girl called Lindsay. I asked him who she was and he tried to grab for the phone so I looked at his messages in front of him and there was a small chain between them, she had sent him a message telling him not to get too drunk in case some woman takes advantage of him and replied telling him he was 'saving himself for her lol'.
The following morning I confronted him and it turns out she's some girl from facebook (not from the area) who swapped numbers with him, and that I was overreacting because he'd put 'lol' which clearly means he was only joking. It opened up the wound of October for me, which I never felt was fully resolved, and he admitted that he had kissed someone else back then, a flatmate of his friend, but they'd both regretted it straight away. He also tells me he's addicted to facebook and the attention he gets from the girls, and whilst he would never cheat on me in the sense of meeting them or having sex, he doesn't know if he'll stop texting this Lindsay. if you were to look at his profile, he has removed his marital status and I'm sure he gives no hints that he is a married man. I told him that I wanted it to work with him, and that whilst I'm angry that he kissed this girl, the fact he (eventually) came clean is something, and I would try and put it behind us, provided he stopped with all the chasing other girls on the internet, and giving out his number. He said he'd try. He thinks he wants to be with me but feels empty and doesn't feel happy with himself or his life and doesn't know why.
I'm really trying to get past this because we have 3 beautiful children and I truly love him, and think if we can snap him out of this weird depressive state then he'll realise how stupid he's been behaving and that he's got so much to be happy about. But then I found a phone bill from October, I was about to rip it up but remembered that was the month he kissed this girl. I remember everything that happened back then like it was yesterday, so I looked at the dates, and this girl who he apparently kissed once and regretted immediately, he also text about 30 times over a four day period - right over when he kissed her, to when he left me the night he wasn't sure if he loved me to stay with a friend (friend with the flatmate he kissed) and the day after. So now it doesn't add up.
Has anyone else been in this situation? Should I confront him, or am I kidding myself that we'll ever get back to how we were? We've been together for 7 years, married for 5 and whilst I really want a life with him, I feel like things still aren't adding up? Am I a fool for letting him get away with all this?