Today I was reading an article about marriage and love/sex addiction on http://www.pschycology.com Several times throughout the article it mentioned the word commitment. Stating that both parties in a relationship need to be fully committed and even more important when infidelity is involved.
All our life we hear this word. Commit to school, commit to your job, commit to your paper, etc. We are always asked for our commitment. Ever since I first found out my Husband cheated, my whole world turned upside down and has never been the same since. Same with the word commitment being used for marriage. Commitment will never mean the same thing to me, especially after this recent D-Day.
Yeah sure I can give it my commitment. He can say he is committed but it doesn’t mean diddly shit. I have always gave it my all and I always will. But in all reality commitment is a one-way street. Using the word commitment for a marriage sounds like there is a mutual feeling. You have no idea if your partner is going to return the commitment even if they say they are. Of course, you are showing commitment. You know yourself. You never know others. I thought I knew my husband through and through. This is how betrayal hurts so much. We rely on someone else when we need to be relying on ourselves.
It all comes down to having a commitment to yourself and hope in turn your partner appreciates that, and you appreciate their commitment to themselves. This makes for two happy people in a relationship.
I have been taking it easy the last couple days. It is hard
for me to say that since I am not one to take it easy. This round of healing has taken everything
out of me. Everything! The healthcare
system has failed to act quickly (no surprise).
I have been without professional care for almost two months. Every minute and every second of the time my
heart is pounding. My heart wants to jump
out of my body. I can’t breathe, I stop
breathing, I feel pain in my chest. It
is amazing how much our body takes a hit when we suffer mentally.
When I went through betrayal 3 years ago, I suffered from a lot
of physical ailments. The worse was my
stomach. I lost 50 pounds, it was hard
to eat a lot and my choices in food that settled well were limited. I had to take medicine for it for a year and
a half. This time around I am getting the
stomach problem again. I am losing a lot of weight, I can tell from my clothes. I am terrified to weigh myself. For right now
weight loss is just more evidence of how much I have been beat. But to top it off I am getting the Broken
Heart Symptoms. I always thought that
was just a saying until I had an actual broken heart. It hurts! It is real and can cause permanent
damage. Please pay attention to your body when you go through mental problems. The below link is a good article on a broken
I am thankful I mustered enough energy to post something