Post by lee1234 on Dec 12, 2007 15:07:51 GMT -5
I’ve been debating posting anything here since I now know that my PA knows about this site and my identity on it. I guess I care more about me right now than how he would feel about reading the truth, so I decided to post anyway. It’s been two weeks since D-day. My PA is back home, and after our first therapy session, I let him come back to our bed. No sexual contact. I don’t know if or when I’ll feel comfortable with that.
I’m afraid he’s starting to feel too much normalcy though, afraid it’s leading him back to old routines. He’s acting real depressed today, disconnected, uncommunicative. He looks and acts guilty. He hasn’t done his recoverynation workshop since Monday. He hasn’t been working (works from home when he’s writing reports). He’s been dragging around and spending too much time on hobbies again.
I’m starting to have that familiar mental twitch- the one that tells me when something is wrong. I decided it was time to check up on his computer use. I put K9 filter software back on his work computer and our home computer as a condition of coming home. I looked at the internet use report and saw a lot of red flags. One site wasn’t exactly porn, but basically a celebrity objectification site. The other was a TON of chatting. I increased the security to the highest setting to block chatting. I saw his yahoo ID in one or two entries, but there were also id’s I didn’t recognize… I wonder if he has secret email accounts to exchange things he wouldn’t want me to find and to chat with people. My suspicion is that things are/were much worse than I knew. I’m afraid I only see part of the iceburg, and there are horrifying things lurking beneath the surface… I dreamed about that a few nights ago, that I was walking along a dark beach and there were fishing boats along the waterfront. I kept imagining the large, strange fish gliding around beneath the surface of the dark water. It was chilling. I’m afraid to know more than I already do…. I know I couldn’t handle that, and I know that would be the end for us. But at the same time, I NEED to know how bad it is… I need to know so it won’t continue to poison me and my daughter….
I know I should give therapy some time. The therapist seems good- seems to think all his problems have a deep root in his adolescence. If he can find the problem, it can be addressed and he can change the patterns he’s stuck in.. I’m willing to give things a chance, but it’s in his hands to prove he can be the man I need and deserve.
I’m afraid he’s starting to feel too much normalcy though, afraid it’s leading him back to old routines. He’s acting real depressed today, disconnected, uncommunicative. He looks and acts guilty. He hasn’t done his recoverynation workshop since Monday. He hasn’t been working (works from home when he’s writing reports). He’s been dragging around and spending too much time on hobbies again.
I’m starting to have that familiar mental twitch- the one that tells me when something is wrong. I decided it was time to check up on his computer use. I put K9 filter software back on his work computer and our home computer as a condition of coming home. I looked at the internet use report and saw a lot of red flags. One site wasn’t exactly porn, but basically a celebrity objectification site. The other was a TON of chatting. I increased the security to the highest setting to block chatting. I saw his yahoo ID in one or two entries, but there were also id’s I didn’t recognize… I wonder if he has secret email accounts to exchange things he wouldn’t want me to find and to chat with people. My suspicion is that things are/were much worse than I knew. I’m afraid I only see part of the iceburg, and there are horrifying things lurking beneath the surface… I dreamed about that a few nights ago, that I was walking along a dark beach and there were fishing boats along the waterfront. I kept imagining the large, strange fish gliding around beneath the surface of the dark water. It was chilling. I’m afraid to know more than I already do…. I know I couldn’t handle that, and I know that would be the end for us. But at the same time, I NEED to know how bad it is… I need to know so it won’t continue to poison me and my daughter….
I know I should give therapy some time. The therapist seems good- seems to think all his problems have a deep root in his adolescence. If he can find the problem, it can be addressed and he can change the patterns he’s stuck in.. I’m willing to give things a chance, but it’s in his hands to prove he can be the man I need and deserve.