I don't know what my role should be
Such a long story and I don't really know where to begin. I'll try to keep it as focused as possible.
I met a man 4 years ago and fell in love, deeply, hopelessly in love. He told me about the abuse by his mother several years ago. He was drunk when he told me and didn't remember doing it. I know this not because I brought it up, but because several months later, he told me again as if it was new information; again, he was drunk. He was a physical and emotional mess both times and both times, I held him and assured him that he did nothing wrong, SHE was the animal. After his second revelation, I tried to talk to him when he was sober (which really is most of the time) but he couldn't do it. He knows how I feel because we've had the discussion about child abuse and harming a child in any way on multiple occasions that didn't deal with him. It's one of the few issues in life that makes me so angry I can't see. He knows that because I told him, he knows that I would support him, love him and help him in any way I could because I've told him.
My boyfriend is a walking, talking text book case of an abused man in many respects yet he is also the most conflicted man I know.
Two weeks ago, I found out that he had been seeking, meeting and sleeping with other woman he met on-line. The gory details don't belong here. With my heart broken and my trust shattered into a million pieces, I left him. I contacted him twice before this past Thursday night, once only 2 days after the break to strike out with every ounce of anger and hurt in my body and once by e-mail to tell him what he'd done - he never reached out to me.
On Thursday, 10/13 I went to his house just to listen and get an explanation or maybe just to finally end it like an adult, not a crazed lunatic. What I found when I got there was more heartbreaking than anything I could have imagined. He told me so many things, through almost uncontrollable tears, but the one good thing is that he is now in counseling, twice a week and attending survivors of incest meetings almost every night. We cried together for hours.
Here is my problem, I love him with all of my heart and I want to help him, but I am still hurt because of what he did to me. In my brain I know it was a symptom of his own pain, but my heart has to heal. I stopped at his house last night when I knew he wasn't home to see our dog and let her out.
I'm so confused and in such pain because of his pain. This man that I love so deeply has no one to turn to because he's kept everyone distant for his whole life. I am the only one who knows. For as angry as I was at him, I did not and will not break the confidences he told me. I don't know what to do and what my role should be to help him.
Last night after I fed the dog, I left him a note telling him he wasn't alone and that he could call if he needed to.
I've read alot of posts and they all seem to have a similar theme in that loved ones should create a safe place for the survivor. I want to do that, but in our current state, I can't.
He said his counselor told him not to try to contact me. I suppose that makes sense because she doesn't know me and probably figured I would do more harm to him. That's not the case, I don't think. Should I ask him to take me to a counseling sessions or at least allow me to speak to the therapist? I don't need to know anything he is not prepared to share with me, but I do need to know what I should do. 2-1/2 weeks ago, my role would be clear to me, now I'm so confused.
If anyone has any guidance I would really appreciate it.
BTW, I want to tell my love about this site, but he's staying off of the computer to avoid the sexual temptations so easily found on the web. I'll find a way I hope when the time is right, because from everything I've read, this is a healty place to be.
I met a man 4 years ago and fell in love, deeply, hopelessly in love. He told me about the abuse by his mother several years ago. He was drunk when he told me and didn't remember doing it. I know this not because I brought it up, but because several months later, he told me again as if it was new information; again, he was drunk. He was a physical and emotional mess both times and both times, I held him and assured him that he did nothing wrong, SHE was the animal. After his second revelation, I tried to talk to him when he was sober (which really is most of the time) but he couldn't do it. He knows how I feel because we've had the discussion about child abuse and harming a child in any way on multiple occasions that didn't deal with him. It's one of the few issues in life that makes me so angry I can't see. He knows that because I told him, he knows that I would support him, love him and help him in any way I could because I've told him.
My boyfriend is a walking, talking text book case of an abused man in many respects yet he is also the most conflicted man I know.
Two weeks ago, I found out that he had been seeking, meeting and sleeping with other woman he met on-line. The gory details don't belong here. With my heart broken and my trust shattered into a million pieces, I left him. I contacted him twice before this past Thursday night, once only 2 days after the break to strike out with every ounce of anger and hurt in my body and once by e-mail to tell him what he'd done - he never reached out to me.
On Thursday, 10/13 I went to his house just to listen and get an explanation or maybe just to finally end it like an adult, not a crazed lunatic. What I found when I got there was more heartbreaking than anything I could have imagined. He told me so many things, through almost uncontrollable tears, but the one good thing is that he is now in counseling, twice a week and attending survivors of incest meetings almost every night. We cried together for hours.
Here is my problem, I love him with all of my heart and I want to help him, but I am still hurt because of what he did to me. In my brain I know it was a symptom of his own pain, but my heart has to heal. I stopped at his house last night when I knew he wasn't home to see our dog and let her out.
I'm so confused and in such pain because of his pain. This man that I love so deeply has no one to turn to because he's kept everyone distant for his whole life. I am the only one who knows. For as angry as I was at him, I did not and will not break the confidences he told me. I don't know what to do and what my role should be to help him.
Last night after I fed the dog, I left him a note telling him he wasn't alone and that he could call if he needed to.
I've read alot of posts and they all seem to have a similar theme in that loved ones should create a safe place for the survivor. I want to do that, but in our current state, I can't.
He said his counselor told him not to try to contact me. I suppose that makes sense because she doesn't know me and probably figured I would do more harm to him. That's not the case, I don't think. Should I ask him to take me to a counseling sessions or at least allow me to speak to the therapist? I don't need to know anything he is not prepared to share with me, but I do need to know what I should do. 2-1/2 weeks ago, my role would be clear to me, now I'm so confused.
If anyone has any guidance I would really appreciate it.
BTW, I want to tell my love about this site, but he's staying off of the computer to avoid the sexual temptations so easily found on the web. I'll find a way I hope when the time is right, because from everything I've read, this is a healty place to be.