I went through some shit. Had a breakdown and quit a good job. Went from the primary earner in the house to now she is. I withdrew from everyone, including her. Pushed all of my friends away. I was a very heavy drinker for years, but ironically stopped drinking right before I went to that dark place and entered a deep depression. I stopped taking care of myself. I lost 30 lbs and was thin to begin with. 6 feet tall and dropped to 125 lbs. It went on for years. She stuck with me through all of it. A lot of women would have given up and left, but she stayed. We've been through hell and back. I haven't had a drink for almost a decade now, and have no desire to go back to it. I suspect that's partly why I lost so much weight and went bonkers. My brain was so used to being soaked in alcohol all the time, and stopping like that was a shock. Plus it's where I was getting a lot of my calories. I've since gained a little weight. I now weigh around 135 to 140 lbs. Still thin and could use another 15 or so lbs, but better than before.
She had a bad seizure in bed one night about 2 years ago, and it scared me pretty bad. She stopped breathing for (what felt like) a couple of minutes and I called 911. By the time the ambulance showed up she started breathing again, but it was like a snore and very labored. Then she just kind of came to and didn't even realize she'd had one. She was able to answer all of the paramedics' questions and seemed to pull right out of it. It scared the shit out of me tho. I really thought I was going to lose her that night.
She's had a handful of seizures over the last couple of decades, but never anything like that. I realized that night that I still love her. Very, very much. She's had 2 or 3 more since then, but they were very mild in comparison. She would just blank out and become unresponsive for 20 or 30 seconds. Still scary, but not like the grand mal she had in bed that night. She's since had extensive testing done, her neurologist added another medication, and she's been seizure free for about 9 months, but she's driving restricted so I do all of the driving now. I started climbing out of my depression and showing her more affection after that bad one, tho our sex life was still nonexistent. She stopped sleeping in bed after that night of the seizure. She would start out in bed, then get up in the middle of the night and sleep on the couch. Said she was afraid to sleep in the bed after that bad seizure. Tho I wonder if there was more to it than that, she still maintains it was fear from having that bad one.
Before I had my breakdown we had a very active sex life. Several times a week for many, many years. We had a great sex life, and it wasn't a boring one. We're both very enthusiastic and not afraid to try new things. Then I lost my shit, got on antidepressants, and it just killed my drive. That went on for years. I weaned myself off of the SSRI I was on a year or 2 ago, and started caring again. Started working again, tho not making a lot of money. She's still the primary earner. We're doing okay, but we'd be in so much better shape had I not lost my mind and quit that job. I know now she's pretty angry about that. More than I'd realized. We've opened up to each other a lot in the last several weeks. Nothing is off the table, and she's opened up to me about everything. We weren't communicating well at all before, and now we're both open books. She's started sleeping in bed through the night again and I've been holding her.
That's just some backstory. We started out pretty strong and had a mostly good relationship. Tho I've always been plagued by major depression, anxiety, and PTSD from a tumultuous childhood and teen years, I was able to keep it together for the most part up until I just broke down. For all of the time we we've been together tho, almost 28 years all told, even those dark times, she was always there. Loyal and faithful. She's never done anything like this. She's never been flirty, and when someone else would flirt with her she'd shut it down immediately and cling to me. She's always exuded this aura of sweetness and innocence. Always only had eyes for me. It's part of what attracted me to her to begin with (well that, and she really is a pretty girl who caught my eye right off the bat). She's not very outgoing and never slept around, even before we met. I was the wild one growing up. Did a lot of partying. She never even drank. Up until this happened, I'm the only guy she's ever been with. That's why this is such a shock. NO ONE saw this coming.
Despite all of that, I know, and she knows what she did was wrong. So very wrong. If she was that pissed off, that unhappy, divorce papers would have been better. At least then we could have tried to address our issues without the betrayal and heartbreak. She really didn't think this through at all. Her condition was caused by head trauma when she was an infant, and while you would never know it until you really got to know her, it does affect her judgement, and I don't think she realized just how bad this would impact me. Impact us. I know she's genuinely remorseful now. I know she feels horrible. She's done a lot of crying and asking for forgiveness. She's doing everything she can to try to make up for it and salvage our relationship. She's been reading the books, and I've been reading to her from the articles here and showing her the threads. I've been showing her a lot of affection (in between my bouts of trauma dumping and drilling her about wtf actually happened and why), and she's soaking it up like a sponge. We've been hysterically bonding for almost 7 weeks now, and there's no sign of it slowing down. I truly believe she only has eyes for me again. I truly believe that's all she's ever wanted, but holy shit this has done a number on us.
So much more to say, but... phew. I hope that wall of text is somewhat intelligible. I haven't really had anyone to talk to about this aside from her for a long time.
[This message edited by Pogre at 12:38 AM, Thursday, June 5th]