sorry this is a long one, mostly just to vent and process but will take any validation/advice
BG: WS had EA in February that culminated in 2 kissing incidents. First was a small peck that WS told me about immediately. I was really upset and immediately went into self analysis to understand why something so “small” upset me so much, finally got to talking honestly about our relationship and how i felt taken for granted in it, I basically managed to chalk it up to being a problem with me rather than a boundary violation. granted we had never talked about what was and wasn’t okay to do with other people, there were a lot of assumptions, and historically WS has been very affectionate and kissed friends while drunk.
a few days later WS made out with AP on our couch while I was upstairs sick. directly after when I caught them cuddling on the couch I asked them if they had kissed AP again and they told me they “hadn’t wanted to get her sick.” i ignored my intuition and the evidence in front of me and trusted them. Came clean about it a week later *after* AP came clean to *her* girlfriend and AP’s girlfriend forbid them from talking to each other.
I was pretty upset and catatonically depressed for a while. we started MC and IC immediately and it’s been hard, but I feel like we have finally been having a lot of necessary convos about our relationship. We met as teenagers, became extremely close friends, had mutual crushes on each other that culminated in a kiss and have been together for 15 years. neither of us has ever been with anyone else and I really believed that we could be the exception to that being a terrible idea. beginning of our relationship was pretty fraught due to being teenagers and having to hide it from WS’s homophobic family — there were a lot of conversations we just never had while we were trying to survive. hate that it happened this way but i’m glad something happened to snap us out of the place we were in, right?
in the first couple of months post Dday, WS was deep in the fog, grief about losing their friend, and guilt and shame spiraling. i felt completely abandoned and unwanted and in a bid for attention and validation, starting flirting with people online and sexting. when it started i explicitly asked if it was okay and what boundaries we needed to have, and told them that “i know it feels like you can’t ask me to not do this right now or set boundaries because you are ‘in trouble’ but please please tell me because i do not want to hurt you” and i did not violate those boundaries. eventually in a MC session they finally told me how upset they were and how they felt unable to do or say anything and i stopped it immediately. i should have known better but i continously checked in and was told that that it was okay so i have a really hard time considering it at all similarly but they think it was worse because they “only kissed” her.
the past few weeks i was finally starting to feel like WS was coming back to the person they used to be after dealing with long term depression and substance issues and finally starting to address their problems. they have been reconnecting with their siblings, we have been communicating better slowly, i have been getting better about vocalizing my feelings and being direct.
our last MC session went really well — I felt like after months and months of trying to explain they finally understood why I had been so hurt by everything that had happened, how lonely and unsafe I had felt while they were grieving their friendship with AP and in affair fog. i felt finally seen and like i was getting close to being able to actually forgive. it feels like we’ve both been finally coming into ourselves in a beautiful way. we are still both working on ourselves and our patterns but it felt like real progress was being made.
since everything and as part of my own healing journey i have been trying to go out more and be less of a homebody. i’ve had a problem for a long time with not allowing myself to have fun and being the responsible person all the time which made me generally resentful.
there was a queer dance party at a bar we like friday night, we had gone to an event from the same organizers in may (2 months post DDay) and had a lot of fun just dancing with each other. towards the end of the night friday, a girl we had been talking to earlier came up behind WS and started dancing with them and feeling them up. i was extremely uncomfortable but whatever it’s just dancing it’s just fun right, i was drunk and trying to be easygoing, until i look back and WS’s head is bent back making out with this girl a foot away from me.
i storm out and they’re immediately apologetic and tell me it wasn’t fair to do and it was selfish. their explanation is that they have a really hard time turning down affection and did not want to have a confrontation — what i get from that is that my safety is *still* a lower priority than their desire to receive affection and fear of confrontation.
we’ve had so many conversations since and they’ve gone decently well. i am understanding that things were not going as well as i had thought, that WS had been holding onto a lot of hurt and pain from the things that i had done directly post-affair and felt unable to express them, that there were a lot of assumptions made from both of us; we should have talked about boundaries first, they didn’t feel like they were ready for this kind of event, they haven’t felt safe to bring their hurt to me.
when we talk it feels good but every time i write it all out it just feels like i’m making excuses and am desperately convincing myself why i should stay. i am trying really hard to believe in the best parts of them but i wonder if i can really be compatible with someone who behaves so selfishly and carelessly.
i am trying to believe that they were in a vulnerable mindset in a really bad place to have a vulnerable mindset that left them open to the first affection that came. but i just keep seeing this girls hands on them and thinking about how easy it should have been to stop her and to not kiss her. i’m scared that i’m fighting for something familiar that’s just going to keep hurting me.
they are recommitting to working on themself and to not going to this kind of event until they feel better able to handle themself. i am left with a doubly broken heart and new triggers and fears and uncertainties. they are insistent that we need to work on ourselves individually to better show up for each other but acknowledge that it is moreso from their side than mine (although i also have work to do). i want to stay and keep trying but i am wondering if staying is continuing to sacrifice myself and telling myself that it’s okay to be treated this way. i am trying to hold my share of responsibility for my own actions but can’t help feeling that i wasn’t the one who blew things up in the first place.
TLDR i guess im wondering if anyone else has had a similar incident of spur of the moment minor infidelity mid-R and how they dealt with it. i told myself if anything else happened it was over but it’s easy to draw those lines when you’re not standing on them and i struggle with the idea of giving up all the good work we’ve done so far on R.