finally seeking help...too late?
When I was a child, I was molested on multiple occaisions by a neighbor. I kept this fact a secret from everyone, until a few years ago when I told my wife. I did not seek help at that time. It was never really discussed between my wife and I, but passed over rather quickly. I never realized how deeply the abuse had affected me. Now my wife has told me that she no longer loves me, and has felt lonely for a long time. I don't know if she felt like I was too fragile to let me know this before it grew to this level. She is a beautiful woman, and is very passionate, but sometimes I just wasn't interested in sex. The rejection she has felt has clearly driven a wedge between us. I realize now that I was placing the burden of my wellness on her shoulders. I have my first appointment with a psychiatrist tomorrow, and I pray that I can sort these things out and learn to show my love, before she decides to leave me. How does one learn to deal with the fact that they have lived their whole life under a shroud? I feel like I have lived my life under a thick blanket, with only the most intense sensations breaking through the shell. In the last six months, I have faced the failure of my business, the loss of the love of my life, and the fact that I may be unlovable. I am having a difficult time coping, and it seems like it won't get any better. I want to be a whole person, not some husk of a man who almost had a wonderful life.