Here's one from another forum that blew me away. What could you say to a guy like that!?! I have no freaking clue. Not a single idea.
So for all the guys who've ever felt presured into marriage/realtionships that you where not into. For the fellas who forget to maintain what they got and keep it alive, read on cause this could be you one day.
Hopefully not. So keep that game on brothers, at all times.
This sort of goes on forever... The Abyss
"""""Just one month ago, back in early January, I was in bed with my wife, spooning her, as I did almost every night. We were best friends, companions, parents to our 2 1/2 year old son. I was a loving husband, and she was a loving wife. We married at 19 -- did the Vegas drive-thru wedding. For the most part, we spent every free moment together in some capacity or another for our entire 10 years. Until the couple of months leading up to the day I left, everything was hunky-dory.
In August 2008, my wife of 10 years began a new job. She hadn't worked in 7 years, and on the first day of work, she tells me about a guy at her job she sort-of has a crush on.
Over the course of the next few months, through December and the beginning of the new year, she began losing weight, bought some new clothes, and her feelings begin to grow stronger for this guy, even though they'd never really spent any time together, at work or otherwise. From the beginning, it seemed her feelings for him were unreasonably strong. She is always very honest, so I trust that everything occured as she said, however, her feelings for this guy seemed to be so strong that it bothered me to the point that I had to just leave for a little bit while we sort things out. I figured 'absence makes the heart grow fonder.' That was early January.
The very next day, she works side-by-side with him for four hours. During that shift, they talk a lot. She tells him that I left, and that she has not been in love with me for years.
Every day since then, everything began to go downhill. They began talking more; started exchanging e-mails once in a while, then exchanging e-mails daily, planning a date for Valentine's Day, then scheduling two dates prior to Valentine's day; the second of which was at his house on Feb. 11, before work.
Needless to say, it broke my heart that this was happening, and she was asking me to just accept it and watch our son... regardless of my mental state throughout all of this, and particularly on days when she was out with him. I was crumbling, and trying my best to accept her need for space and a relationship on some level with this guy.
I knew beforehand that she had plans to go to his house. I told her that I knew what that meant. She insisted that they decided to just be 'friends,' at least for now. But I knew they both wanted more, and I knew what the most likely outcome would be if she went to his house alone with him. Still... I respected her need for freedom and space, and I tried to believe her, but at the end of that conversation, I told her this was probably the last moment we would talk before she passed the point of no return, and I said goodbye.
She called me after her 'date' the next day. She said it went well, and nothing happened. "All we did was talk."
Later that night, when my wife... my best friend and companion for ten years, came to pick up our son, she said she had something she wanted to tell me.
First, she told me that she had some reservations about continuing to see him. She said he had mental health issues, including severe depression, and hallucinations that he was taking antipsychotic medication for. She even said she was confused and that she thinks she made a mistake by leaving me. In hindsite, it's obvious that wasn't what was really bothering her.
Turns out, she still had more to tell me. "We did a little more than talk," she admits.
I said, "well, I figured that would be the case--"
"We had sex," she blurted out.
My world crumbled right at that moment. I kept my composure; perhaps a slight smile, but I said nothing. I knew it would happen, but at the same time, I didn't really expect to hear those words. My mind and heart was just flooded with so much emotion, memories, and questions that I couldn't speak. I remember looking at the hair on my son's head as he continued to play, oblivious to it all.
She had slept with her co-worker on their second date. I just wasn't ready for that. I'm still very much in love with my wife as of this writing, and I'm still in shock.
After that, she put up a wall other than to say she planned on going to his house twice the next week.
So I sat down that night and my heart just filled with water. I took the ring off my finger and just cried.
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