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...without a healthy sexual relationship I don't feel loved much of the time...
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Yeah, that was me too. I feel your pain, brother. Let me address a few of your questions posed to me regarding my experiences:
Do you think that your age (post FWB) or the fact that you HAD experienced the outside relationship helped you settle into your acceptance of the situation with your wife more? Yes indeed, exactly so. Both my advancing into middle age and my having looked at (and grazed in!) the greener grass on the other side of the fence were big ingredients to my acceptance.
If you could rewind the whole thing, would you do it over or is there another path you would have chosen? I felt terribly guilty about the whole episode and wanted more than anything to come clean and confess it all to her before she died--to ask her forgiveness and to relieve my own guilt, to allow me to live with myself after she was gone. Up until the time she was dying, I didn't feel much guilt or self-recrimination about the affair, however. I never did tell her--I spoke with my ex-lover about it, and she told me in no uncertain terms to not spill the beans to my wife on her deathbed, that it would accomplish nothing. It tore me apart for quite some time after her death, but as I got into new romantic relationships as a widower, I was able to leave my bad feelings behind. I discovered myself capable of self-forgiveness and came to a place of peacefulness about the whole thing. I still feel I could have been less self-centered, less damned horny and focused on my necessity for sexual fulfillment, and more understanding of my late wife's personal needs and style. But today, I have no regrets. I am remarried, my new wife knew from the start of my marital infidelity (I HAD to tell her, it was not an emotional option to keep secrets any longer), SHE forgives me, and I move on into my new life a better person. Older and wiser...
Michael