So against my better judgement, I was completely honest with la homme about my situation with my husband, and just as I was afraid of, he thought it better to exit stage right. At least for awhile. We still talk, we're still friends, but no benefits. I miss him. There aren't quite words for this desperation- standing on the right side of the line and fighting the overwhelming urge to tromp right over it. He is right, though.
My husband is working really hard to turn things around, and as I trust him a little more, here and there, and he gets a glimpse of who I really am, sexually, he feels so stupid for wasting twelve years on his issues and giving me cause to hide who I am and what I want.
So I'm begrugdingly behaving myself. How boring.
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Hang in there. I think this is the right thing. I hope it all pays off.
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