Hi everyone,
This might turn into a long post so I am sorry about that..
A year ago i've started to feel worthless, i've lost my self confidence, I feel overwhelmed and I feel a sense of loss from the usual myself. I cannot even describe exactly what I feel but I do know what has happened because of it all.. I've started to feel the effects of having anxiety. Other than me suffering a form of OCD and keeping things clean and tidy, I haven't ever felt more than that. I have become an over thinker. I worry about every single little thing. I cannot take deep breaths properly. I feel as thought my chest tigthens up (a bit like the MS hug which i've previously suffered from). There's a lot that I feel but cannot put it into words (not sure why I decided to type out this message but I need help. I need some guidance. I need some words to say and put out how I feel to you all)
I hear you all wondering why? SO. Last January a month after we celebrated our first wedding anniversary, I came upstairs to bed (a little late. We live with family so I was doing a few jobs before I went to bed) to see my husband fast asleep, but I saw that he was watching Porn on his phone. I decided to pick up his phone from his chest to see, but he flinched so I managed to turn it off and put it beside him. I was shocked to see that - and I felt a sense of shame - more for him. I decided not to say anything and let it pass. He's a man. Porn is normal for him. How stupid am I?! We continued to live life as good as we can, our sex life was absolutely fine and all else was too (even during Covid)
Throughout this time, his phone was always on the bedside table locked. As his wife, I didn't even know his password (he knew mine). He only told me half of his password (because I asked and tried it in between that time) - as bad as that may sound, why wouldn't I because I had previously seen a porn website open. You cannot blame me. Last July, I went upstairs and his phone was unlocked. Yay. I get to see his search history. I did. I came across another porn website, but instead I took the phone to the bathroom in case he woke up. I decided to look through his whatsapp messages and came across an unfamiliar ladies name. The conversation absolutely destroyed me and disgusted me. He was asking for a sex video between 2 lesbians for the next day (20 mins for £25) at 2pm. (He decided to set up his home office in the loft of the house). I decided i'll ask him ONE day when i'm brave enough, so I took a screen shot of those messages and kept them safe on my phone.
The next day I asked if he has a busy day and if we can go grab some lunch (as a takeaway) as we were past the first lockdown. This was only to see what he would say. He said he had an important work call coming at 2pm and not sure how long it would be. This absolutely broke me. The whole day, weeks and months in my head that conversation didn't leave but I STILL didn't confront him. Why?! Because it broke me. I have a backbone whenever it comes to anyone else, but when it comes to me... I say i'll deal with it and do so in my own way. I had many mood swings with him, didn't give him sex for a while and then we were on/off, our relationship was pretty rocky so when he finally asked me properly what was up I decided to change the whole subject and say I want us to get a house and i'm getting old, so i'd like to be pregnant so we need to sort ourselves out before we try next year. Whyyyyy did I not just tell him then!! Anyway. I thought this would get him to change around and become a man because he always said he wants children. If I said we need to sort ourselves out before trying for a family, it might make him re think his actions. Was it a good idea? I don't know. Was I right? No...
I tried to forget things and developed anxiety with some trust issues. I'm a right softy. When he used to hold me and say he loves me, I fell for it but always called him a liar. I did go soft on him. Very. Moving on to September... My aunt passed away (due to Cancer) on the 6th. Of course I was upset and even had a few cries with him. On the 10th, his phone was unlocked and on the bed. Once again, paranoia hit me so I checked his search history hoping to find nothing... I did. A website called Lusty locals with pictures of some amazing looking women showing off their best parts. Jealous much, yes! I took a screen shot, again to keep safe if I ever confront him! I checked his whatsapp messages and didn't find anything like last time so I left the phone next to him
The same feeling, the awkwardness, the paranoia, the self worthless, my self confidence was all knocked over... Again. By the same man I called my husband. He didn't have a clue I know though cos again. I didn't bring anything up!
In December, the govt allowed us to mix for Christmas day so he wished to go to his brothers house. Govt guidelines also stated that we should stay local, and to not mix with more than one more family. (His brothers house would have been 2 hours away and had 4 families mixing in total).. Covid has already made everyone feel anxious but I had it double, plus I have MS so I decided I wouldn't be going and i'll be looking out for myself. We had a huge fight. I eventually told him I have anxiety and told him how it makes me feel (nothing else). He listened. He thanked me for telling him how I feel. Nothing more.. Anyway..
Last week he made a few horrible remarks about our fight in December and not having a care in the world about my anxiety, I just got fed up with him and said there is something I need to talk about and it's very serious. That was the point I couldn't take it anymore. We had many arguments over the months since July and I always, always just pushed past it. Sometimes it was his fault and I got apologies. Sometimes it was mine, sometimes he decided to push it on to me. I have self destructed myself along these months due to his actions. I should have just said it from the beginning but for me, it had to be done on strike 3!
We went for a walk on sunday and throughout the whole day I had it in my head how I was going to say it, and how i'd literally cuss him but when the time came... I couldn't get my words out. My heart was racing so fast and looking at him just made me feel like i'm doing something so awful! In the end, I asked him straight up to be honest with me if he watches porn. His reply was "umm, yeah. Sometimes. Lately"... I started walking, and said so who's Alice (the lady who he was talking to asking for a sex show).. He said he doesn't have a clue. I asked him 3 times until I said that's fine. I'll show you. I dug out the texts, and showed him the first. In that whole conversation I shouted, I cried and I just went silent. A girl of so many words, had nothing to say. He said nothing happened with the sex video. He didn't go ahead with it and he promised he didn't while he said sorry to me about a 100 times. Do I believe him? Do I accept his apologies? No.
Since then he has apologised. Said he wouldn't do it again. Said it was out of frustration and he wouldn't do it again and next time will talk to me. Said sorry..... That's it. I have finally in this conversation taken a stand. Had a back bone cos I spoke about it and said I don't accept anything you have to say. It has been 5 days, we're barely having a conversation. When he asked me if i'm ok a few days ago I said i'm trying... Ever since he hasn't even asked if i'm ok. Not spoken about it. Nothing.
I have so much to say but is it worth it? I've told him what it's done to me as a person but he still has nothing to ask or say anymore.. He says he loves me and wouldn't ever dream of walking away... But what do I do. Do I talk to a dead wall and get nothing or do I continue to destruct myself and keep it inside of me. We're a young couple looking for a house, and we were meant to begin to try for a baby from next month. I can't stand him giving me a hug or touching me let alone having sex. The thought of that makes me feel sick and freaks me out. I can't think of having sex or being intimate with him. I knew of things before but after some time I could but I don't think i'll be ok this time. It seems harder to get over this hurdle than it was before. I'm confused what to do. I don't want to leave him. I do want to give our marriage another chance, but can I? Can porn really destroy a marriage?