It was a long day.
Today was a long day. It was the first workday since my wife discovered my relapse. The weekend was difficult but at least I was able to be present at home. I didn’t have urges today but the time crept along at a snails pace and when I finally got home, my wife was back to not speaking to me. I know that everything we’re going through is my fault, but it’s hard to feel all of this and to struggle and to face myself but also feel lonely on top of it. The shame and self loathing made the day long.
I think you need to have a conversation with your wife about how you guys handle your relapses. It’s times like that where you need her to be with you more than ever, not ignoring you. You hurt her and you need to be take accountability for that, but if her only response is to not talk to you then you both have a problem that is just going to create more distance.