Doing the best I can is so hard(very long)
As you can see I'm new here, but thank goodness I found this place, for me and my Love. My story is long, so I'll try to keep it as short as I can. I met a wonderful man 3 years ago, we became friends and fell in love not long after. I knew he was married, but he told me he had moved out and was living w/ family. Well we work together, so we spent everyday w/ each other. Rode into work, took breaks,lunch, talked all day long and spent evenings w/ each other as well.. about 3-4 nites a week.. I always had questions which he would reassure.. I always felt I only knew 1/2 of him, if even, for as close as we were.. Fast forward now 3 1/2 years.. I recieve a phone call from his wife.. He had been living there the whole time.. Everything was a lie.. We cry.. I scream, yell, cry and plead to know why.. He left his wife.. Told her with me on the phone he's In Love with me.. And does all he can to show me he wants us.. Moves into his own place, never did that b4 on his own, goes to T, asks me to go to CC and sets it all up, they sell thier house, and are now moving toward a divorce. Thru going thru our histories he reveals more about the SA he experienced when he was 8.. Delves into who, what when and where.. But only tid bits, I let him go at his pace, which he does.. And since then has had horrible nightmares everynite. I have learned so much about him in the past few months, and with each new day. From his cowardice I have learned that he is a survivor. That there is a reason to all this madness, which unfortunatly caused alot of hurt to people, including me. Me who he insists he never meant to hurt. He says he could never allow himself to feel.. And I now see that. I am begining to understand this man I love with all my heart. It breaks my heart when he's having his nightmares. I try to talk him thru it, tell him I'm right there, rub his chest and kiss his skin just to know, but to no avail. And that kills me. They don't stop and I know they won't for a while. I know he has to relive this all and purge himself of it all. It has been buried so deep with in for so long. I just want to hold him so tight and not let go. I want to hold the child he has within and reassure him that one day everything will be okay and that no he did not deserve this, noone does. I know he has a hard time with his memories, they are so vivid, and all the confusing thoughts. I am just so proud of him for surviving and not letting go. And for finally begining to let it out and start healing. I know all I can do is listen quietly, reassure him, and hold him when he needs me. I wish there was so much more. I wish I could just carry a piece of his burden so it didn't seem so heavy sometimes. I guess in a way I am by just listening and loving him. God I love him. He's my best friend and I know we are both heading towards healing both us and him. We're a great team. I can't wait to watch him grow as he heals. I just wish there was so much more I could do. It breaks my heart to see him look so scared when he wakes up, like a frieghtened child,again. And to have him cling to me when he wakes up, I try to hold him so tight. He has so much love inside of him. It's nice to see him feel.. I see the anger, the pain, happiness, and so much love. He used to be flat, only showing the good sides. Now I see it all and I love it all.. It's just so painful now still, but I know in time it will get better. I hope. For now I wll continue with all that I can, in hopes that his pain will ebb in time with the help of you all, his T and my hand in his.