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PostPosted: Tue Jun 16, 2015 5:02 pm 
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Oh the tangled web 'he' weaved.
In May 2010 my husband told me that he was a sex addict and had contracted herpes. He said he had a porn addiction and had ONS with seven women. I, sadly, reacted like a typical codependent and after the initial few days of shock and pain; reconcilled with him. (Puke!!!)

This didn't last for long because, beside the fact that this story was a lie, he was also sexually anorexic. He basically unburdened himself of the responsibility of 'infecting' me by confessing and setting me up for sex with a condom and then the anorexia took over again and he kicked me to the curb again.

For the next year or so, I persistantly brought up the subject of his addiction and what he was going to do about it. I talked to him, emailed him, texted him and shared any information I could find on help for this addiction. He consistantly ignored or brushed me off all that time. Eventually I gave up and decided to install a keylogger onto his laptop. I remember saying to the very few people I'd shared this with that his 'seven' women were more probably 'seventy seven' women. Weirdly enough I didn’t, not for a moment, think that it could be that many. Over the next ten months of watching his activity online, I withdrew from him completely. There were hints that his problem was much worse than I had imagined but little did I know just how much worse.

In July 2012 I told him that I was not willing to put the property I owned into the family trust he was planning to set up because I believed that the chances of us getting divorced were high. Amazingly, this shocked the @#☆* out of him and he joined a 12 step group soon afterwards. I had been going to a 12 step group called Adult Children of Alcoholic or Dysfunctional Families and had been very empowered by it.

One night in April 2013, after countless plea's to reconcile with him and his contant question, "What do you need from me to move on?" I was tossing and turning sleeplessly with that question going round and round in my mind - 'What do you need?' 'What do you need?' and suddenly I bolted upright in my bed and said out loud to myself, "I need the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth." Oh my God! I could NEVER have imagined what that truth would be and what it would do to to my life.

The night of 19 April 2013, sitting across from him in his office, I was hit by an atom bomb. That famous photo of the little girl standing screaming on a road, her clothing in shreds after the bomb had been dropped, depicts how I felt.


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