Married far too young, felt isolated by his family, he was their “baby”.
My family had split so no support from them either, He drank far too
much, I thought I could change him,, went from bad to worse, had a child
trying to gain acceptance from him,...
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Married far too young, felt isolated by his family, he was their “baby”.
My family had split so no support from them either, He drank far too
much, I thought I could change him,, went from bad to worse, had a child
trying to gain acceptance from him, his family, anyone, emotionally
abused by him when drunk,(every night), no way out, no idea how to
escape, nowhere to get help. Had a horrific birth experience and nearly
bled to death, needed a transfusion but it was at the start of HIV, so
hospital wouldn’t give transfusions because of the risks. I was existing
on practically no sleep, no strength due to such low blood counts, no
help at home with new baby, he was as demanding as ever. When bub was 3
months old had to start back at work, night shift because he worked
days, so was surviving on maybe an hour of sleep between working night
shift, looking after bub and him, I found myself in a horrific situation
with absolutely no idea of a future, I just knew this was impossible. A
workmate made me laugh while at work, made me feel like a human, and for
reasons I have decided were probably a sub conscious attempt to end my
situation, I slept with him one day while my hubby was at work. I went
out to the workmate’s home and destroyed my life. My sister in law who I
was close with, knew and she told my hubby, so one night while i was at
work, hubby rang my work, told me he was taking our child away and
they’d be gone before I could get home. Sure enough by the time I got
home from my shift, he had gone and taken our child with him, she was 5
months old, and he had (while drunk) taken her and drove interstate to
his family. Since then my life spiralled from one problem to another,
bad relationships, drug dependence,(which I have since beaten
completely) until I finally found a partner who I married and only lost
when he died from cancer, 12 years ago now. Sorry for the long back
story, there is so much more there, but my initial question stands...I
have never forgiven myself for cheating on my hubby, he never remarried,
although he still has his alcohol problem. After all my soul searching
and some therapy, I still consider my self a bad person for what I did,
and dont know if I can ever “let myself off”. It has coloured my entire
life, I am sooo very hard on myself in every way, what do others
think....I dont feel like a bad person.......Ive spent the rest of my
life volunteering and and trying to make up for my youth....