Monday, October 23, 2017

Stillness and the Truth that Lives There

"The women we are meant to be next is inside the pain of now," Glennon Doyle in an interview.

We often experience pain as an indictment, evidence that we did something wrong. We live in a culture that tells us we can achieve happiness and if we're not, well, what are we doing wrong. But as anyone with a pulse and few years under their belt knows that sometimes life hurts. People disappoint us. We don't get the promotion we've worked so hard for. Our parents become ill. Our children become ill.
We hurt because, well, life.
One of the biggest lies we're sold is that life is supposed to be easy. That a good marriage is effortless, or mostly effortless. We buy that myth, we believe it's true for others even if it isn't for us. Surely we're doing something wrong.
What if we come at our life differently. What if we accept, as Glennon Doyle puts it, that life is "brutiful." That some days/weeks/years are brutal. And that others are beautiful. And that most will fall somewhere in the middle. But that none have anything to do with whether we're doing it "right".
But what if we also come to understand that within the brutal, painful days/weeks/years lies the seed of our new self. Someone who will emerge with a greater understanding of others and herself, who will have a newfound appreciation for her strength, who will have a greater capacity for acceptance and compassion.
She's there. Maybe a seedling, but she's there. And she holds a truth that you can access if you're willing to shut out all the noise and judgement. She can found in the stillness that so many of us have become masters at overriding.
We tell ourselves, who has time for stillness? Kids need to be shuttled, bills need to be paid, meals need to be cooked, laundry washed, bodies exercised. And, on top of everything, we're fighting to breathe because our partner, the one who we though always had our back, betrayed us. "We are afraid of pain," says Doyle. "But what we should be afraid of is all of the things that we use to avoid pain."
The shopping. The drinking. The eating. The self-harm. The horrible thoughts about our worth that we allow into our brain.
Deeper than the pain is the stillness. And when we're broken open, we can reach it.
Be still. I noticed a recent comment by Truth who's coping with her pain by watching the sunrise each day and reminding herself that it's constant and that it's beautiful. She notices the wind in the trees and the feel of the breeze on her arms. Even just reading her comment, I felt calmed.
That's stillness. That's moving out of our heads and into our bodies where the truth lives.
With practice, you'll hear that small still voice inside, the one we've been silencing for years. And that voice is where you'll find the best advice – the advice for you. As Doyle points out, we women love to take polls. We poll our friends on whether we should pain our kitchen blue or whether we should get bangs. And then, when our husband has cheated, we ask strangers on the Internet. "What do you think I should do?" Should I stay? Should I forgive him? Will I regret my choice?
We trust others on the Internet before we trust that deepest part of ourselves. But, as Doyle reminds us, "The only advice worth hearing is what you already know."



31 comments:

  1. I love glennon Doyle , I’ve just purchased her book ‘love warrior’. Thank you Elle for the reminders to be kind to ourselves. Im still learning to sit with my pain, it’s tough I can’t say I enjoy that feeling but like you said at 41 it’s inevitable I’m gonna experience it over and over again. I need to learn to live with it and make it part of me and my children’s life’s. The last 4 years I’ve had my fair share of pain lost both my parents, 2 d days and a breakdown in marriage. A lot of pain and tears but in and amongst that pain I’ve had laughter, peace, love, excitement, and many more positive experiences but most importantly I’ve come through the pain stronger and wiser ready for my next challenge. My next goal is to go back to university to complete a masters I’m ready to do something for me that makes me good. I’ve had some real lows the past 8 weeks after losing my mum but I’ve taken the steps to get to where I am today.. I’m greatfull to have a really supportive network of family and friends you guys included. I’m a lucky girl .. thank you ladies.. love you lots xx

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  2. There are lots of voices . Still have a hard time finding the one voice that speaks the truth. It has been a long time since I have heard that voice. I remember hearing it way before dday when I would ask my husband questions , when I knew things were not right. That voice told me . But my husbands voice spoke louder to me then ,maybe because he was telling me what I wanted to hear ."you are crazy there is nothing going on" . I hope to find that voice again and to be able to trust it more than any other.

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  3. I find that I get so focused on myself and isolate? Does that happen to anyone else. I am sure I am doing it to protect myself and not be vulnerable. I feel so in tune with how I feel. When talking to my husband I feel so sure and matter of fact.

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    1. Yes I feel the same way. I actually have to go into the kitchen and tell myself " you're now going to go into the living room to your kids, and for 30 minutes everything is great, you will smile and do homework and cut some fruits next to them" . Then I'm back alone in my kitchen.

      I need to time it. Otherwise I'm a mess. I still have one day a week where I'm using the I have a cold kids. That allows me to hide for an hour in my room. My kids are young and need me . I've always been a very hands on mom. And the happy hugging type too.

      Things are better now. I'm able to enjoy my kids and parts of my life. But I still can't play the piano. For some reason every time I think about getting a few notes out and practicing I get this overwhelming sad feeling.

      It's been three months now. When does it get better. I think I'm having bad dreams because I wake up almost crying but I can't remember what my dreams were.

      I think today is the first day I've smiled at my husband since dday. But still I hate his touch. I hate it when he's away and I hate it when he's right next to me. I just want him at a safe distance where I know he's close by enough for me to feel safe but not to close.

      I'm very scared about opening up to him again I don't want to get hurt.

      I hope I end up being happy and I hope all of you here end up happy too.

      Things will be better for all of us I know it.

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    2. Hi Emma, at 3 mos out I felt much like you. I am now 11.5 mos out and I can tell you that I feel happier about ME. I feel happier about my kids, my friends, my work, my community. And my H has been doing a lot of work to repent and earn my forgiveness and love back. I am really struggling to get feelings back for him. We get along fine most of the time. I can tell how much loosing me scared the crap out of him and I truly believe he loves me. The problem is I think I learned too much about who he WAS for so many years I am not seeing who he IS. Anyway, that was a long-winded way of saying you can and will be happy again. Keep putting your own needs first and it will come.

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    3. Emma, I am at 2 1/2+ years past dday. I remember those early days/months. It is so hard. I remember one moment feeling okay or better then feeling the worst. It is a roller coaster ride. I would feel like I made progress and then something would trigger me or just life would make a day hard. In the early days and months I cut out everything non essential. I focused on my kids and myself. I would say for the first 9 months it was all about processing, getting information and learning about what had happened and dealing with all of that. At about one year for me I really started to feel better. And I mean consistently better. At about 18 months I found it stressful since I felt like we were slipping back into the way life was. Things are really good now. Not perfect of course but we are at a whole new level. Overall we will talk about the affairs since they will always be a part of our marriage but our main focus is on us and what type of relationship and marriage we want together.

      What helped us most in those early days was all the basic stuff like no contact, full disclosure (that took a while), setting boundaries (those evolved over time too). We set up one time a week when the kids were not home and that was when we talked. I would journal every day and just write down my thoughts. I would look that over before our time together talking about everything. Early on it focused on my repeated questions. Over time it shifted more to prevention, behaviors and our future. This system worked well for us. And I would say for that first year we both cut back and turned down almost every opportunity socially unless it was as a couple. We really either spent time alone, as a couple or as a family. This helped us to focus on us. It really brought us closer together since I think both saw how hard each other was working. I can see the pain my husband was and is in because of his actions even though they were his own doing. And he sees that I gave him a true second chance. The whole idea of we had to help each other heal. Overall the biggest thing for us is communication. I have become very direct in what I want, need or expect. And I push him to open up to me. We both think that is critical. Neither of us does well if we bottle up our feelings.

      I am happier. It is a different kind of happy. I guess a more reality based happy instead of happy go lucky which I always was. I always saw the best in everyone. Now I am more realistic.

      This is just a quick overview but I know everyone has different timelines, experiences and feelings. Give yourself time and do not feel pressure to make yourself vulnerable or feel a certain way. Take a look at what you need. And as Elle said many times just worry about today or the next right move. Do not worry about tomorrow or next week. That helped me a lot since I tend to get into a what if cycle in my brain.

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  4. I had to shop after I first found out. I lost a lot of weight. Two years past D-day I like who I've become. I'm more comfortable in my own skin. The pain has become a distant memory and I can actually listen to one certain song now, that I couldn't for a long time. Talking with my husband is easier now too. It feels good putting this behind me and concentrating on me for a change.

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  5. the stillness comes for me when I take myself out to connect with nature. When it was early post dday and I was flailing around looking for anything to make me feel better, for anything that would let me know what was going to happen, to predict the future, I would go for walks (and runs). I would sit out on my back patio. And as I sat, I started to notice birds. Birds were everywhere, all around me, all the time. And they started to become full of meaning for me. I think it was my own inner voice, but I started to take meaning from the different birds that showed up. It helped me feel like I had some ability to know what was coming, or maybe it was just that each bird was a symbol of hope. It was a little bit of the magical thinking/coping thing I've done since I was a child thanks to growing up with an alcoholic. Because when you desperately need to know that you are loved and you are asking God for a sign that he's looking out for you, you get to pick the sign. For me it was birds. Any time I desperately needed to know I was loved and valued, I notice birds and I'd remember that I was. I have a collection of feathers that are gifts left in my path. The birds, the feathers, the knowledge that I am loved and lovable came from reaching out for the stillness and becoming open to my inner wisdom.
    I meditate regularly because if I have 15 minutes to waste on candy crush saga, I've surely got 15 minutes to sit still and breath and connect with myself.

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    1. Still standing 1
      I'm so there with the birds that give peace and a sign from God that everything is going to be okay! When I was a little girl, there was a large rock that overlooked the road and a huge meadow and when my controlling mother had gotten the best of me in her anger, I would go sit on the rock looking at the birds and wishing God would turn me into a bird so that I could fly free from the way she made me feel! I'm learning that even in my early years, I could sit still and allow my inner calm to return and I vowed that I would never be the kind of person that she is/was. I'm not! I'm finding that those early years of trauma are what has allowed me to move through this current trauma! I'm moving slowly but I'm growing stronger and if I do one day at a time, I will get through this!

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    2. StillStanding1,
      Oh my gosh. Birds. I've never been able to make someone understand what happened to me. At my lowest moment the day after Dday, I was in so much pain. I couldn't eat my lunch at home (husband) I couldn't eat in a restaurant (tears on my face), I could barely eat at all. I got a salad from a salad bar and went to try to choke down a few bites of salad to stay alive on a bench outside the public library. I was pondering wether to live or die. While I was sitting there, a beautiful blue jay showed up hopping on the ground close by. It was illuminated through the trees from a shaft of sunlight. Like it was a movie or something! I paused and watched. Suddenly I just knew the world would go on (I truly wasn't sure before). When I see birds, I think they're magic now. I can't explain how that bird saved my life without sounding crazy. It's the stillness. The nature. The amazing abilities birds have to fly and navigate? Their bright colors? Not sure. I just know that was a magic bird. :) I am so thankful for birds and nature and silence in the midst of pain.

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    3. SS1, I'm also with you on the birds. They bring me such joy. I can sit an watch for hours and sometimes I do. Now that I'm living in the desert and I do mean on the edge of wilderness, I've experienced awe and appreciation for nature. I've had visits from bobcats, javalina's, coyotes and so many birds. My favorite is hard to choose but the Northern Cardinals are so special. I grew up believing that when you had a visit by one of those spectacular red birds, it was a deceased loved one visiting. I always think it is my mom. I've had a very hard couple of days but today is another opportunity to forgive myself for being so hard on me. I'm going hiking in the mountains.

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    4. SS1,
      Beautiful, just beautiful! Here's to bird feeders, bird houses, bird baths... anything to bring on hope and rest.

      BG,
      Hang in there. A couple days of feeling 'the low' is nothing to shame yourself for. As you hike you may want to remind yourself you are doing your best to deal with your life. Enjoy the hike! (Btw,when I go for walks I hear your words from a long ago post about 'walking your feet off'. I'm always tempted to share that with new bwc,I want to say 'Go walk your feet off, it will help').

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    5. Ladies Having read your beautiful stories of birds I have to share mine with you. For years my dad would feed a family of birds that would visit him daily at his high rise flat, they would sit on his ledge and they really were part of his family. The same ones visited each day.. 4 years ago my dad was taken ill. Whilst in hospital (he was conscious) not on any drugs but his body was closing down. He looked up and asked why the birds had come to see him, we thought he was hallucinating at the time but I believe they were there with him, they had visited him that day before he died.. it makes me tearful just telling you guys because I know you don’t think I’m crazy .. 8 weeks ago we buried my mum a few steps away from my dads grave and has the coffin was being lowered into the ground a flock of around 50 birds flew past above our heads it was a beautiful moment one I’ll never forget. So that’s my story ladies I totally get what you ladies have said.. I get it .. love to you all xxx

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  6. I recently saw Doyle speak at an event. One of many take aways was just what you reference here, Elle, about how we women poll others in search of answers. Doyle also said that we are “asking people for directions to places they've never been.” This is the piece that stuck for me.

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  7. I like this post and Doyle's thought you posted, Elle. Elle, this resonants with your ongoing thoughts/guidance/opinion from DDay 1 into the rest of my life. When I read that yes, I'm inside somewhere. It takes work to find it and every single day, every minute to practice it. This statement of me in the center and over the years - there is the first layer. First was graduating from college and getting married twice. Striving to get ahead. The next layer was being a mom - there are more things that tell us how a mom is suppose to be and most are negative which is not true. The next layer is the kids teenage years. The next layer is getting ahead my profession. It just goes on and on - getting more lost to myself every year until those layers are who I think I am, my reality. Then the D day asteroid hits all the layers.Shatters all the layers until I think there is nothing left in my life. Then I didn't recognize the girl I left behind. We are left naked in the cold. I did all this to be shit on? I took the blame, I took a bullet for my husband many times over the years. I blamed myself too much. I did things I really didn't feel like doing with a smile. Once all the shit layers fell away and I felt absolutely alone and lost it gave a set of new glasses to see myself. To see I had to get my own shit together. It was hard, very hard and many people avoid going there. Even three years out of Dday, I closely guard myself about fooled again by my H, friends and myself. For those of you early on out in cold, naked, shivering and standing in the blast from the A-bomb feeling it's force. There is no way you can figure it all out. That is ladies on this site say - take care of yourself first because that is about you can manage while the layers are blasted out into space by someone who wasn't suppose to hurt you. For me, I'm still building, thinking and evolving. Maybe I'm still protecting myself but I don't think of myself married anymore. I think of myself in a relationship because I want to be and he has owned his own shit, everyday proving he deserves a second chance. I think of my future with just me in it and nobody else. I look at myself five years out and it is just me. I decided within the next five years I'm going to start my own business. I asked my therapist, what is it about it that everyone I love the most thinks it's OK to shit on me, hurt me and not think a thing about it. It is strange but I told my therapist that I still feel so alone that everyone I loved, nobody had my back anymore. She told me they never did. This is LLP.

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    1. LLP,
      I completely understand the question because I've asked it myself: What is it about that people think it's okay to shit on me. But I've found the answer. Because I showed them, over and over, that it was okay. Every time I smiled when I didn't feel it, every time I said 'yes' when I meant 'no'. Every time I agreed with something I disagreed with, I said it was okay to disrespect me because I was disrespecting myself.
      And that is where our healing begins. By respecting ourselves. By listening to that voice inside that says "hell no" or "hell yeah" and responding accordingly. Sometimes that "voice" is a clench in the gut, or a clench in our jaw. Sometimes it's a stiffening when we're touched, an inner alarm going off. And so SO many of us learned to ignore it so long ago that we barely remember that we ever had it.
      I remember my eldest daughter was TOLD by her grandmother (my MIL) to "give me a hug." My daughter considered the request and then calmly said "no." Well...my husband chastised my daughter, his mother chastised my daughter, saying "see if I make you any new dresses then!" I was stunned.
      And I told my daughter that she has every right to say 'no'. It's her body and she gets to decide what she does with it. But think about how often she's been in that same situation. How often ALL of us have been asked to do something that we don't want to do for any variety of reasons. And how often we've done it anyway. THAT is why people think they can shit on us. And what we're doing now is learning how to make it clear that they can try...but they risk us walking away and not looking back.

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    2. That is so true. I was raised by my parents to always do the right thing even at the cost of yourself. I was raised to have integrity, honesty and respect at any cost to yourself. I wonder if in some ways it is do avoid confrontation and it is easy in a way to say always do the right thing. You never ruffle feathers but then you are always giving up on yourself. Yet it feels conflicting since for me at least it felt like I was doing the right thing. You get rewarded by others for always helping and doing the right thing. If you stand up to others and say no then they are not that kind.

      Does anyone else see their personalities playing out in their kids? One of our kids is so similar to each of us. The one most like my husband is making me struggle lately. I see his attitude and characteristics taking shape. It can be so hard since it is almost an eye into how he grew up and who he is. I also almost feel like I am reliving dday all over again just with different stories. But the feeling of lies and deceit from your child. And also feeling like you cannot trust a word coming out of their mouth. And what makes it even crazier is my husband sitting there and laying it all on the line saying how they should act. This has been a major struggle for me lately. I feel like I am pulling back more and more and having trouble connecting and relating to both of them. I feel a mix of emotions anger, frustration and disappointment. And also some feeling of failure as a parent. Then I also thing does this run so deep as the nature vs nurture debate. I am and was the primary parent raising both kids the same way and I see him in our one child so distinctly. I would love to hear how anyone else has coped with a similar situation.

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    3. Hopeful 30
      Raising teenage children is probably the most difficult part of parenting. When we see our children make bad choices we tend to blame ourselves for not being a better parent but the truth is, we can only guide them in the right direction and be willing to love them through the tough choices they make. I can remember many times being so disappointed that my son was just like his dad when I saw him make selfish choices. But I was also able to see the good parts of my h, his kindness, his work ethic, etc. I'm glad that both of our children are adults and are living happy lives with a good education and fulfilling careers. I see my h working hard on changing his selfish behavior on a daily basis. The recent news has proven to be a trigger for him as well. We have a local scandal with the sheriff who admitted to an affair after his ow charged him with harassment and drugged sex when on official business. This has made for difficult conversations but we have had them. It's hard being a parent and it's hard rebuilding a marriage post affair but I feel both are so worth it. Just believe in yourself and you will help them become the adults you can be proud of!

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    4. I have also lately been dealing with my young adult son lying to me it is very triggering for me. I’m depending on my gut to see the truth and it failed me with my husband or maybe I wasn’t wanting to listen to it. But I’m dealing with my sons addiction to opioids and drinking, he had a relapse two months ago and my husband and I had to confront him. It was extremely difficult for me cause I was also thinking about when I confronted my husband. Anyway my husband said to our son do you ever think about your mom and I when you use, because it feels like your raising your middle finger to us and saying f...you. My son just looked at him and said is that what you were thinking f..you to mom and your family when you cheated with whores on mom and your family! He then said addiction isn’t logical thinking and you of all people can’t judge me. I’m thankful to say my son has completed a 30 day program and has chosen to continue with a sober living house for 3 months. But dealing with my son has brought back a lot of heartache for me. My son has so much hurt in him that my husband has caused and they are dealing with it. I used to live in a little bubble now life has taken a turn and has become challenging. I’m taking one day at a time being kind to myself.

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    5. Hiking Girl - sorry to hear about the addiction struggles with your son. He’s obviously masking some pain that seems to have been caused by your H partly. He’s also obviously angered and hurt by it! Rightfully so! I’m glad that your son blurted it out. Hopefully your H sees the big picture impact of the infidelities. It’s something that he caused and you H is going to need to prove to your son that he’s worthy of trust. I hope you H makes the effort to do that for him. This too cannot be on your shoulders.

      On a positive note...I’m glad your son is making progress and heading in the right direction. Excellent!


      Yes, be kind to yourself and loosen up the hiking boots. I hope you can hike with ease and have less of an uphill battle.

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    6. Thank you heartfelt!

      This cannot be on my shoulders, my whole life I’ve taken care of everyone, trying to make everyone happy. But, this is not my mess to fix! My son knows I love him and do not judge him. But I can’t fix his relationship with his dad they are in therapy my husband is making all the appointments and taking full responsibility for the pain he has caused to me and his children.
      Taking one day at a time.

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    7. Hopeful 30 as you may know we had severe difficulties with my son, now 16 with Aspergers. He was aggressive (sometimes dangerously so), verbally abusive, out of school for two years and dismissive to the point of not caring whether he upset us or did things that hurt us. He dabbled in drugs and started dealing to friends. Most recently he flew home this summer from a family holiday despite our upset (then threw a massive party in our house.) He has been very cruel and said all the usual things teenagers say about not wanting a relationship or future with us. He has lied. So many of his behaviours were directly parallels with the horrible way my husband spoke to me in the affair fog, the lies etc. However my son has turned a corner recently and I can see a much more mature and tempered approach and I feel that even though I would never have believed it at one point that my values of consideration and kindness and politeness have rubbed off on him (or at least he has them within himself.) I agree about the whole nature/nuture thing, they are there own people and I really had to accept that with my son - he was my eldest and we spent so much precious time together when he was a baby, he was so cared for and loved but has kept a picutre of all the last few years conflict in his mind. Its hard. However, there is hope and there comes a point when, if you hang in there and keep holding onto them despite them pushing away they often do come back a bit closer in their own way. If you read the description of Love with Hurt by Steven Stosny it really goes into how people's inadequacies and fears twist into resentment and attacks on others. I feel this was really at play with my son. Once he was able to feel loved (it took a lot of time after all the tension and aggrevation, he then loosened up. I hope it helps Hopeful. Believe you have made a difference. You have.

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    8. Thank you everyone!! Your words all mean so much. Since confronting this and putting boundaries in plan r with our child things have been so positive. We are dealing with a younger teen so we halted things quickly and have a decent amount of control and she will have to earn our trust back over time. It all sounds and feels familiar. In a good way I am more prepared than ever to deal with this. I am suspicious and look at my kids devices. My friends all say they do not have to. Yikes!! Well I know how to do a little bit of detective work. And it was so hard hearing my husband talk to our child based on what he had done. So ironic. Granted my kids know nothing otherwise it would have caused major issues. In the end I am thankful we had dday and have been working together for the 2 1/2+ years. We are both thankful we dealt with so many of our issues and are a solid team now. It ended up being perfect timing. I am not sure we would have made it. Feeling really thankful!

      Hiking girl-so sorry for everything your family and son are going through. I am glad he went through a treatment program and is making good choices. And good that he is working in therapy with his dad. Thinking of all of you!

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  8. I've spent a ton of time listening to pod casts last week and I seemed to be jumping around from one topic to another. Monday it led me to Mel Robbins and her 5 Second Rule. It certainly ties in to the stillness reference of this blog ... we have to be still to get real answers, but we have to also grasp on to the answers we receive rather than tear them apart and over analyze them too.

    I've been struggling with the idea of trust. Especially in today's society where everything and everyone seems to be out to help people be deceitful. I've learned more about secret apps, apps that give you a new random phone number, apps that delete messages after a certain amount of time, etc. It literally takes 2 minutes to establish a new, secret e-mail account, Facebook account, acquire a FREE phone number that leaves ZERO trace on phone records, etc. How are we as betrayeds every supposed to trust our wayward spouses even if they are practicing transparency when it's a matter of simply deleting and then reinstalling ... or hiding ... or ...

    So Monday I did a meditation ... then ... asked myself why I should trust him. My own response - "because I need to."

    Stillness ... trusting that first voice ... belief. That's what I'm holding on to right now.

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    1. I agree. It is a struggle in today'a world. With technology it is so easy and free. I mean my husband never spent a cent on two 10 year affairs. And he never had their numbers in his phone. I mean without major investigation I had no clue. And even then since both were sporadic I am not sure I would have ever figured it out. Due to his job he has lots of people's email addresses and gets calls from people I would never know. And his work calls and emails are all confidential.

      I asked my husband what you said over and over. And baically he told me that if his attitude changes or he acts different at all then I should worry. He said at this point I can pick up his phone and do whatever I want with it. He is so happy and says he loves telling me everything so he can sleep well at night. In the end I did what you did and took the leap. I had to otherwise if I keep his so far away this will not last. It has worked out so far but today's society makes it a challenge to trust others.

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    2. Hopeful - thank you for this! I actually asked my husband one night the same question ... his response was "because I'm your husband and you should be able to trust me." I told him that wasn't enough. He told me that he could drive around with a clear conscience and could sleep at night because if I were to pick up his phone at any time ... he would be ok with what I'd see. That made me feel like maybe I could trust him.

      I've told him I should start a side business with all that I've learned. He doesn't see the humor in it. But really - I've attended workshops aimed at parents. :) The presenters don't know jack. My poor kids are screwed later in life because mom's like a bloodhound! I'll find anything!

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    3. LOL Anon~ I feel the same exact way. Pre -google I was a master at finding things with yahoo. I can comb through any system and find things. We should be private detectives with the way we’ve mastered this. :)

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  9. Does anyone else feel like they have become less tolerant of any BS in life? I feel like after Dday almost 2.5 years ago I got to a point where I was fed up with being treated like shit. About 8 months post Dday I said...”this is it! This is how you treat me, theses are my expectations...take it or leave it, there’s the damn door. I’m done with the way it’s been, this is how it’s going to be. It felt good when it came out. For the most part I finally it through and taught the H exactly how he’s to treat me.

    At work I’m a really hard worker. I’m salary and our company frowns upon overtime to avoid employee burnout. I was part of a startup that got acquired so we have a different mentality and work ethic. I was asked to work on a project and told them I don’t have the bandwidth to do it and it went back and forth for weeks until management said due to fact they have nobody else to work on it, it’s going to be my mine. They also refuse to hire someone, even though they know they should. Being cheap with resources in my mind. It literally is a top project in the company. I had to travel lots over the summer, missing my family vacation and really kind of crapping on my sons last summer before college. I’ve worked lots of OT and not had much of a life for 6 months now.
    I had it last Friday and scheduled a meeting with my boss and basically TOLD him that I need a promotion and increased pay. They were unable to give raises this year, but I figured since they are unable to hire another headcount and I’m doing the work of 2+ they can promote me. He agreed, but at the same time I don’t think he’ll be able to make it happen. I’ve been in my industry for 27 years and always got raises so I’ve NEVER asked ever for anything at other companies. I work with mostly men and in the startup I was treated equal, but this company is very much a good ol boys club.

    So long explanation to get to my point, but are any of the rest of you feeling like you get anxiety when you’re not being treated well by anyone in life and feel the need to tell them like it is and demand better treatment? I feel like I was so soft spoken and went with the flow in the past and now I just keep it bottled til I gather my thoughts and then EXPODE.

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    1. I have felt like this for a long time now. I am just last 2.5 years too. I feel exactly how you do. I used to totally go with the flow and probably accommodate too much. I have found myself frustrated with work and personal situations that leave me feeling like I am not being treated fairly. It is hard. I tend to push those people away. And work wise I have always had a good situation and it still is. I feel like I am not being compensated fairly for the caliber of work I am doing. Why is it that I tolerate that. My husband is like that is not okay and if they fire you or give you less work oh well. Yet it is still hard for me to feel like I am rocking the boat. I finally decided to send the email on Friday to request a review and will ask for an increase. I need to keep doing this so I feel I am standing up for myself.

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  10. Heartfelt
    Yes. To the point that my mother was told by me that maybe I'm not the one that needs to shut the fuck up. First time I ever used that word and tone with her. But it did help to set a much needed boundary. Thankfully I'm able to be nice to most people. My h and his mother in law are the two that can make my blood boil and they don't have to try hard! I'm working on it!

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    1. :) yes Theresa, that’s slips out of my mouth at times too. I’m a patient, caring person that unfortunately got schooled on disrespect later in life. DDay changed my tolerance level in some life circumstances

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