It has been months and it seems she doesn't have any remorse for her behavior.
Actually, she did show remorse when I first discovered the affair. Why she didn't come clean about everything at the time, I'll never know. That was the time to do it, obviously. She's just remorseless now for some unexplainable reason.
I talked to her today and asked if I could spend some time with my stepson, and she said yes. We also talked for a little and it was very civil and friendly, but also matter-of-fact. Like, "I cleaned out the garage and I consolidated all of your stuff in these bins and put all your stuff in this section." That's good, I guess.
It was really good to spend time with my stepson. We tossed baseball for an hour and got some ice cream and talked. I think we both really needed it.
My old manager had recommended the book
The Four Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz. I haven't bought it yet, but he did describe that basically the message of the book is that everyone is an artist and paints things in their life in such a way that that's how things and people appear to you. If you paint a certain person as untrustworthy, mean, annoying, etc. then that's how they will always be to you but if you paint someone in a more positive light, then that is what will come to you. It's sort of a self-help concept that he says transformed his life. He said even though his marriage was terrible (I thought not having sex for six months was bad... try five years) and the divorce a bitter one, he started dating his current fiancee during his separation prior to legal divorce. This was a major source of animosity during the divorce, but now his ex-wife and current fiancee go shopping together and his ex-mother-in-law and mother-in-law-to-be have become friends and talk on the phone all the time. He said it was only possible because he "painted" it that way. It's very metaphysical, but he swears by it.
So I've been trying to "paint" Jennie positively since then and so far it seems to be working. She seems to be comfortable talking to me again, which she clearly wasn't before. It sounds weird, but maybe there is really something to it.
Changing direction... One thing I didn't mention here is that the night I confronted Jennie (Wednesday), she told me that every time I did something extra nice or sweet to or for her, she thought I was basically rubbing her face in how much of a bitch she was and how much better I was than her. At the time, all I did was show a look of genuine shock and say, "I'm sorry you feel that way, because that wasn't my intention at all." After all, I'm a meat and potatoes kind of guy; what you see is what you get. I don't have ulterior motives or mastermind plans that I orchestrate. Everything I say and do is 100% what it is on the face of it. In some ways, this is a negative. For instance, I'll never be some shark CEO of a megacorp or successful lobbyist or politician. But what I will be is a truly good person and a man of great integrity.
I've had nothing but time to think since Wednesday, and I've come to realize that Jennie's reaction to those gestures must have come from a feeling of extreme guilt. So instead of all my extra hard work paying off, it did the opposite. She felt so guilty that for every nice thing I did, it was a subconscious reminder to her about... something. Maybe her infidelity, lack of attention and affection towards me, negative thoughts towards me, or something else. This isn't something she's admitted, but it must be so. How else could someone interpret a nice gesture in such a negative way?
I've received a lot of advice over the past few days about this situation. Almost universally, it is "ditch the bitch", but there are three dissenting opinions. Of course they are my mother-in-law, father-in-law, and sister-in-law. I take that as a great compliment, as if they are basically saying, "You are a fantastic guy and we know that Jennie is better off with you than anyone else and she screwed this up royally." I don't mean to be immodest, but I agree with them. I
am a great guy. I'm also a pretty good looking guy, but that's besides the point. I've got my head on straight, I'm successful in my career, I'm stable, I'm reliable, I'm handy, I'm not a physical or emotional abuser, and I pride myself as a man of integrity above all else.
But that doesn't mean I'm the right guy for Jennie. I'm almost never the life of the party. I have a pretty dorky personality. I can't and don't dance, except for amusement of others. I'm not tall. I can be pretty lazy. My favorite hobby is movies and my second favorite is video games (and you guys know how much I've cared about video games in the last few years). While I took up distance running for exercise purposes a couple years ago, I am not an athlete. I like to drink. I'm not spontaneous and being romantic to me means looking up romantic places to eat and visit on the Internet and then doing that.
I don't have a low self-esteem, I'm just honest about myself and know who I am. I'm proud of being a dork, for instance, and I love rocking my Yoda-with-sunglasses t-shirt.
So, while I am a good person, I might just not be the person Jennie wants at this point in her life and that's how this all started. The heart wants what it wants (and doesn't what it doesn't). Despite all that has happened and the dagger sticking out of my heart since Tuesday, I love Jennie deeply despite everything. I care that she is and will be happy, worry about how she might do without me with all the bills she will have to pay and having a dependent on top of that. That said, I have to make sure that I love myself too and make the correct choices for
me. It sucks that there is collateral damage, turmoil, and financial uncertainty for all involved, but sometimes the end result is worth all that for everyone.
I heard a song called "Failure" from Breaking Benjamin earlier today on Pandora. After review, the lyrics are very dark but one of the lines that jumped out to me while listening was "the dark before the dawn". Might it be a sign?