My Story is pretty long. After all, I was married for 38 years, so this is a story that cannot be told in one sitting. It will take me this whole blog to share my story. Why would I want to, you ask? Simple, it is a story way too common, to so many women who are suffering alone and in silence. The cure for addiction is sheading light on it, and sharing it. So here is the short version of my story for now;
My husband and I were married in the LDS Mesa, Arizona Temple 38 years ago. We were so in love and looking forward to our lives together. For the most part, our marriage was happy and good, until about 12 years ago. It was about that time that everything seemed to change. I cannot pinpoint exactly when or how it happened, I only know that it did. It took hindsight and lots of therapy to understand this. My husband changed, he became dark, distant and unpredictable. I didn’t know why, until 2 years ago.
I still don’t know the whole story, because he has never fully disclosed it to me. Covering the lies became, for him, more important, than keeping me. So here I am, 38 years later, at the age of 58, and I am divorced.
This is my journey to healing from Betrayal Trauma…
Be Strong, Stay Sweet!
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