Healing for me looked like getting into individual therapy and finding a therapist I truly connected with. From there I would go once a week. Each session my therapist made it an absolute that we would focus on me. If she asked me a question and I got off track talking about my exWS she would circle it back to me by saying, "we got onto talking about exWS because I asked you ___. Let’s go back." In my sessions we built safety and I had to actively choose to allow myself to go where my therapist was guiding me.
When I would leave the sessions, I used to feel all of the trauma pain. Infidelity to me felt like it took all of my past trauma, added new trauma, and then without my consent — it blew all of that up in my face and now I had to figure out how to untangle it and try to move through it one bit at a time. My first response to those intense emotions was to self sabotage. I tried numbing out as much as I could, even developing new (destructive) strategies to try to get rid of the pain.
I remember reading something that talked about how after infidelity you will go through the stages of grief. I then remembered what people say on here — that it takes two to five years to heal. Knowing that allowed for me to let myself have the emotions without trying to rush or stuff them. Pairing the time it takes to heal with the stages of grief, I then started to name and label which stage I was feeling in that moment. I remember making an active choice to choose to allow the emotions to be felt. I was at a crossroads where I saw that I was losing myself to the self destructive coping mechanisms, and I thought to myself, "you’re becoming everything you hate. You can keep going down this path and continue to lose yourself, or you can go through the pain and come out of the other side with yourself in tact and probably stronger and wiser than before."
I made the active choice to start to feel the emotions and to not choose the self destructive behaviors anymore. I tackled each self destructive behavior one at a time, taking on the newer ones first and then eventually getting to the bigger ones. To give an idea of what this looked like, my self destructive behaviors included numbing the pain with alcohol, dating with the intention of trying to find meaningless sex for a revenge affair, I started smoking cigarettes, I started cutting, and I became extremely physically violent towards my ex WS and the stupid AP.
So I started with the dating, I realized that if I went through with a revenge affair and had meaningless sex — I would feel disgusted with myself afterwards. Do I really deserve to feel disgusted with myself on top of all of the pain I’m in? No. And so every time I got the urge to try to go through with this, I had to remind myself that I was hurting and I didn’t deserve to make that worse by adding disgust. Having those moments of pause, and acknowledging myself and my hurt and not going through with another swipe or another chat or another date, allowed for me to feel emotions that I needed to process. Eventually the urge to go through with this lessened and then disappeared and I moved on to the next self destructive behavior.
The hardest one to stop for me was alcohol. I saved that for last. I didn’t ever go cold turkey, instead what I did was I told myself I could still have a drink, but I needed to know what was coming up for me before I reached for the drink. So I would challenge myself to sit with the emotions just for a while, try to label them and understand them, feel them, and then after a bit I would grab a drink. I would try to sit with the emotions longer, and longer and longer before I would reach for the wine. Eventually after about two years or so — I stopped reaching for the wine.
Healing took a lot of removal of the maladaptive coping strategies so that I could actually feel the emotions and once felt, go through labeling, seeing if anything else from my past was coming up in addition to the present, processing it by letting the memories play, letting the emotion be felt, and trying to show myself compassion in those moments, journaling, or trying to show up for myself by being the parent I needed but never had for those times that the childhood traumas would play out. I would discuss these each with my therapist weekly and she would show me different things I could do, and help me label them when I got stuck, and help me access areas that I felt but would automatically shift away from.
Healing felt like layers to an onion. We would tackle the outer layers and then keep going to the deeper layers. Each time I would feel better and stronger and more ready to tackle the next thing. I’m still in therapy now, 8 years later. I don’t feel the pain of infidelity anymore. I recovered from it fully I would say about two and a half to three years after? I stay in therapy because I love it. I had so so so many traumas in my past and I feel like therapy has helped me rebuild my sense of self and helped me learn boundaries, and helped me to not carry the heavy weights of the traumas i experienced.
Something my therapist told me early on was that as I focused on myself, all of my relationships would change and look closer to what I wanted them to be. I thought that was crazy! How is it that changing me changes every relationship I have? But, it’s so true. My friendships are deeper, more authentic, my family relationships have the necessary boundaries in place, my work life has changed for the better because I was able to push myself to do the uncomfortable things, my love life is better because I no longer look for the old definitions of love that I had prior to healing. I’m still growing of course, but I’ve come a long way and I’m so much happier than I was before infidelity. I feel like my life view changed and expanded. And I have a joy now that I never could access even before infidelity. As hard as it was to have this happen and to have the traumas blow up in my face the way that they did — I don’t know that I would have ever stopped carrying them otherwise. I used this as a starting point to face each thing and now I’m so much better.
I know this was lengthy. If you’ve come this far, thank you for reading. I wanted to be as descriptive as possible to really answer this question. I hope this helped.