As I write this, I have had a little setback in my thinking. When this happens, I think it is important for the PA to understand that this is an ongoing process for their partner as well. I read here how men (since most PAs are men) talk about this is a lifelong battle. We always have to be prepared to guard against relapse, looking at other women, a pop up on the computer etc. And there are all sorts of remedies suggested: cold shower, exercise, vitamins, meditation, and diets etc. All this to help get past this temptation, this addiction.
What of your partner? It seems we have a pat little set of instructions: It is not you! It's me! (the standard break up line we have heard our whole life. So comforting.) It's only pictures, videos, I didn't touch anyone. I'm just looking. I will change. It is not about how they look. Let's just get past this and it will be okay. Here let me hold you. Let's talk.
For us, we knew something wasn't right. We knew something was bothering you just not what. Then we find out. We thought we were your everything. We feel imperfect. We wonder what we did wrong in our home, with you, with our sex life, with ourselves. We realize there was there was this mystery man we knew nothing about. We had never been introduced. And he has taken over. We wonder where is our guy that loved us, adored us? As we challenge this stranger with where is our beloved, he spews venom. Makes excuses for our beloved's behavior. We can tell that to this mystery man, we are old, we are not sexy, we are not what he wants or needs. So we are stuck with digging through this mystery man hunting for our beloved. We are told as our beloved starts attempts at communication we are not to pay attention to mystery man. Yet, mystery man and his attitude strikes out at us saying things, doing things to make us doubt ourselves. Beloved tells us to ignore them, but it is coming out of his mouth, the actions are from his body. And we are wounded to the core. We question everything about ourselves. We find it difficult to tend our wounds and dig through looking for our beloved and wonder, "Is he even there anymore?" And this struggle can go on for a long time.
We keep looking for signs. Signs that mystery man is indeed gone never to return. Signs that he is making any kind of an appearance again. We keep trying to heal ourselves because we do not like feeling imperfect. We wonder what happened to us. Have we indeed weathered the storm? Or is this just the eye of the hurricane?
What of your partner? It seems we have a pat little set of instructions: It is not you! It's me! (the standard break up line we have heard our whole life. So comforting.) It's only pictures, videos, I didn't touch anyone. I'm just looking. I will change. It is not about how they look. Let's just get past this and it will be okay. Here let me hold you. Let's talk.
For us, we knew something wasn't right. We knew something was bothering you just not what. Then we find out. We thought we were your everything. We feel imperfect. We wonder what we did wrong in our home, with you, with our sex life, with ourselves. We realize there was there was this mystery man we knew nothing about. We had never been introduced. And he has taken over. We wonder where is our guy that loved us, adored us? As we challenge this stranger with where is our beloved, he spews venom. Makes excuses for our beloved's behavior. We can tell that to this mystery man, we are old, we are not sexy, we are not what he wants or needs. So we are stuck with digging through this mystery man hunting for our beloved. We are told as our beloved starts attempts at communication we are not to pay attention to mystery man. Yet, mystery man and his attitude strikes out at us saying things, doing things to make us doubt ourselves. Beloved tells us to ignore them, but it is coming out of his mouth, the actions are from his body. And we are wounded to the core. We question everything about ourselves. We find it difficult to tend our wounds and dig through looking for our beloved and wonder, "Is he even there anymore?" And this struggle can go on for a long time.
We keep looking for signs. Signs that mystery man is indeed gone never to return. Signs that he is making any kind of an appearance again. We keep trying to heal ourselves because we do not like feeling imperfect. We wonder what happened to us. Have we indeed weathered the storm? Or is this just the eye of the hurricane?