For me.
I wish I'd found this site years ago, but I didn't. I am only a week out from leaving my husband but the separation has been years coming. I had a moment of clarity where I realized he was never ever going to admit to anything. And he was so tech locked down I never had the opportunity to snoop.
But I realized that I no longer wanted a marriage where I was not touched, not looked at and not desired with a man who was not there. And I realized I absolutely hated meeting gay men with my husband because I was mortified. I hated the way he would make weird eye contact with them, and I hated the pity that was sometimes directed to me.
I am trying to be as selfish as possible. That means it doesn't matter (at this one moment in time, because it's really hard to maintain) that he wont acknowledge how damaging this was for me. It doesn't matter that he will probably be closeted the rest of his life. What matters is the rest of my life.
I've got a long road ahead, I know that. But for me I just need to keep reminding myself that it doesn't matter.
Much love to all.
I just needed to put this in writing and get it out there.