The Aftermath of The Affair: My Pain, My wounds
How I Began My Healing
My Pain, my wounds the aftermath of the affair. After the brutal rude awakening comes the real truth. What is a mother to do? How do wives deal with this pain? Is it really worth the anguish.
Betrayal is taking ones trust and saying, I don’t really care about you. Is it just in that moment you don’t care? Or is it in that time frame you only care about yourself. Not sure how I was going to navigate this new world.
My ship has sailed without me. The feeling of turmoil and lost. When does the healing start? How do I personally cope with shattered trust. Can I feel like me again in the aftermath of the affair?
A mom of girls that need to know that life is unpredictable. That life is not always fair. That trust is broken. But, Love is still real and beautiful. Lastly, that love can also be hurtful and cruel.
The sad truth and pain.
My Pain In The Aftermath Of The Affair
The aftermath of betrayal is not for the weak. One would suggest that healing takes time. The truth is it does take some time but it takes will power. It takes tears, emotional distress and pain to get through it. My pain in this aftermath is something I have said countless times. I don’t wish this pain on my worst enemy. I knew I needed to seek help.
The amount of tears I cried and shed would have filled a lake. The amount of times I thought I couldn’t live pass this was and is too much to mention. Yes, I did not want to live in this pain. I know that is not normal. Or maybe it is, and I wasn’t just quite there yet. To have the love of your life just give up on you and be utterly selfish. You would think it was straight out of a movie. A huge title “The Aftermath Of The Affair”. What an exciting movie I would think. Well not so much when it is in real life with real people.
Understanding The Emotional Impact In The Aftermath Of The Affair
When trust is broken, it leaves you questioning everything. The aftermath of the affair doesn’t just affect your relationship with your partner; it also alters how you see yourself. For me, the hardest part was confronting my own feelings of inadequacy. Then trying to shield my children from emotional fall out. It was inevitable at the beginning with everything being so fresh. We were all still licking our wounds from the deepest cut.
I’ve had silent pain for many years, and I’m finding it hard to deal with my pain emotionally. I didn’t know the severity of my pain, and I didn’t claim to live a fairy tale life. My family is not the easiest people to deal with, and I can only take them in small doses. I knew I needed to seek help, and I’m glad I did. If you know anyone in need of help my refuge and safe place was on betterhelp.com. Talking to a professional sounds scary but I promise you it will help.
