Thanks Pogre
I guess what I struggle with (from any R story) is the idea of wanting to try again despite that level of betrayal.
I was a party animal. I'd been with many women before I met my wife. Only one other LTR, and that ended badly. My wife was different. She's not a partier. I could count the number of times she's drank on one hand and have fingers left over. I, on the other hand was a chronic alcoholic for most of my life. A very functional one. I didn't change drastically when I drank. Held a good job with a lot of responsibilities and always managed to pull it off. I never got mean or abusive, but boy did I drink a lot. I spent many a day sick with hangovers while my wife put up with it. I also have one DUI under my belt, from about 20 years ago. She was a virgin when we met. She couldn't be further from the type of girl I was used to being with. We fell in love swiftly and deeply.
I quit drinking about 10 or 12 years ago. I didn't make a big deal out of it or announce it to anyone. Didn't mark it on a calendar or count days. I just decided one day to quit, so I did. With no help, no AA, no programs. Just up and quit. That may have been a mistake. While I didn't struggle with the addiction part of it, my nervous system rebelled. I think my brain was so used to soaking in alcohol that removing it drove me crazy. I got depressed, had severe anxiety, and lost over 30 lbs. That doesn't sound too bad, and I know some folks who would welcome the weight loss, but I'm 6' tall and weighed 160 lbs. Dropping to 128 on my frame was pretty gnarly.
I ended up being prescribed sertraline, an SSRI. I didn't realize it at the time, and while it helped with my severe anxiety, it sucked all of the joy out of my life. I became very emotionally flat and stopped enjoying everything. Including music, and I'm an audiophile with a very nice sound system. I get goosebumps when I listen to music I love. That went away. Almost everything I enjoyed just... went away. Including sex. My libido was zero, I had anorgasmia, and that went on for a few years. That translated into "my husband doesn't want me anymore." She also gained a lot of weight during this time.
I eventually put 2 and 2 together, weaned myself off of the sertraline and slowly started coming back, but some of those side effects lingered for a couple of years. I've since looked into it, and it's actually a thing. It's called PSSD. Post SSRI Sexual Dysfunction, and it can indeed linger for years. The way SSRIs work, you have a lot more serotonin in your system, but it can suppress your dopamine levels. A chemical crucial to your ability to love, bond with others, and enjoy the little things in life. It's an important part of your reward system. During this time my wife went through menopause. I had withdrawn, we grew apart, and our marriage was a mess. We were no longer as close as we used to be. Much of it was my fault. She stuck it out with me when many would have given up.
She then started taking keppra and was told she couldn't drive anymore. We started fighting. A lot. Mostly over driving, but pretty much anything else would set her off, too. Lust and infidelity aren't side effects of Keppra, but anger, psychosis, personality changes, and altered decision making are. It got ugly for a while. It was during that time that Mr wonderful came into the picture, with unrealistic levels of empathy, understanding, and compliments. He also has epilepsy, so he "got it." He still drove. He leveraged that and her anger to his advantage.
I know none of the circumstances I described excuse infidelity. Nothing does, but she did stick it out with me for years when I had completely checked out of the marriage. I set the stage that made her vulnerable to an affair. It's on her for allowing someone else to act on that vulnerability, but she's done counseling to get to the bottom of it.
I'm pretty convinced her affair was a cry for attention and fueled by anger and a desire to "get me back." She never lost feelings for me, tho. At least not the core feelings. The physical affair lasted for 2 weeks with 3 trysts. There's a twist, tho... he has ED. Brought on by an operation, chemo and radiation treatments he received when he had prostate cancer, which also caused his epilepsy. I've confirmed that by reading her messages with friends. I got hold of her passcode and saw it all. She hadn't deleted anything (except for the messages with AP, who set it up for auto delete after 24 hours). That doesn't mean they didn't get up to other intimate acts that would piss off any husband, but there was never any actual PIV sex between them.
I've mostly returned back to myself. My libido is back, and it turns out hers is actually enhanced by menopause. After a very long dry spell, intimacy has come roaring back to our marriage. We're at it daily now. Every day for the last year. Sometimes twice a day, and it turns out one of the lingering side effects from the SSRI is almost a super power now, the anorgasmia. That's lessened, but it still affects me, and in a more positive way now. We're both thrilled to have that back. We're on one hell of a streak right now. It's really all she's wanted - to have her husband back. She just went about it in about as terrible a way as she could have.
She's also back to herself. When she finished titrating, her body and nervous system adjusted to the med and the "kepp-rage" just melted away. She's also lost a lot through diet and exercise, and is flirting with her pre pregnancy weight. I've gained weight. Not quite all of it yet, but I'm packing on some healthy pounds. We've reconnected both physically and emotionally and discovered we're still both very much into each other, and still very much in love. If it weren't for the infidelity, our marriage is the best it's been in several years.
Phew, that was a lot. It's hard to condense so much into one post, but when I started typing it just kinda poured out. If you made it through all that, thanks for reading it. It felt good just to type all that out.
[This message edited by Pogre at 1:37 PM, Wednesday, March 11th]