Super long thread here but on-topic. It's from a former MLCer on another site that gives both her testimony and her analysis of what causes MLC and what it is. I'll leave it to Affaircare and Beautiful Star to state whether this is consistent with their experiences or not, but I found it VERY telling. Also, she completely counters my earlier statement about sin being the driving force during her post. It is me she is replying to at the end. Incidentally, she gave her blessing to post this here and offered to answer any questions anyone has for her. Here is her testimony:
"I have been asked by a couple of you how long was the process. In hindsight it probably started a couple of years ago. I had put on weight, I didn't feel sexy anymore, I had lost my libido and after a while my partner had stopped asking me as well. During this time we were still very good friends, we did lots of things together and he was very supportive of me when I decided to return to university to get my nursing degree. At that time I was feeling like he was my friend rather than my lover but I was not overly concerned about it. We were still making plans for our future together. For some background, my son to another partner is 28 and has never known his father and refers to my partner as his 'old man' (we were together from when my son was in his early teens). My partner also has 2 children to a former wife. His relationship with his ex-wife is excellent (as is mine with her).
Once I had completed the first 3 years of my degree and I was able to register as a nurse I was expected (and wanted very much) to do what is called a graduate program where you work supported in a hospital and can try out different areas of speciality. I had trained in rural health and was interested in pursuing a graduate program working with our Indigenous population (we are in Australia and Indigenous people here have a life expectancy nearly 20 years less than their white counterparts which I find absolutely abhorrent). We discussed where I should apply for this graduate program. I was keen to move to our west coast for the year length program. I think I was so keen for us to go together that I chose to ignore his reluctance. He did agree in the end so I applied and was successful at obtaining my first preference. Even when the news came through I was a bit annoyed that he wasn't as happy for me as I had expected. As the time to move loomed closer I could no longer ignore his reluctance. I finally confronted him about it and he admitted that he didn't want to leave his two children from his previous marriage (a girl who was 16 and a boy of 13). It would also have been difficult for us to prepare our house to be rented as he works from home and it would have been impossible for him to move his tools and equipment. We eventually agreed that I would honour my commitment to the new job and that he would stay on the east coast to be near his children. I did feel quite a bit of resentment that he was not going to come with me after initially agreeing to it but I did respect his reasons why. He came with me to the other side of the country to help me settle in and we both cried heaps when he returned to the east coast after 3 weeks.
Initially I was quite settled in the west and got used to living on my own, being independent, eating what and when I wanted and generally having complete control of my life. This is where I think the very selfish part of the MLC reared its ugly head. I believe now that by being on my own and a long way from home I was ripe for the worst parts of the MLC to take hold. I hope this does not sound like I blame him for not coming. I did, but hindsight tells me that I was looking from a very narrow point of view.
Then 2 things happened at about the same time which nurtured the MLC demon to snatch me in its claws. One was that I found another program offered by my employer that would not only allow me to stay in the west but which would also fund my traveling between places (I would be offered the opportunity to work in 4 rural hospitals for 3 months each). There were some financial bonuses as part of this which also made it very attractive. He and I had often discussed moving around the country when we retired and I saw this as a chance to enjoy some of that now, even if it was going to be without him. I also was contacted by a man I had known on the east coast who was now working on the west coast and happened (through an injury he sustained) was working in the same remote town. I had felt a small attraction to this man over quite a few years but had never acted upon it (and never would have in 'normal' circumstances). This man loved working in the west and was happy to encourage me to spread my wings workwise and to remain in the west and to pursue what he touted as my dream. This was the affair I talked about in my post. My partner started to notice that I was making statements that he could not reconcile with the me he knew.
You all may find it hard to believe but I do have some morals so I ended my relationship with my partner and started on a relationship with this new man as I really didn't want to cheat on h a part of which is the inability to look at oneselfim. Absolute craziness when I look at it now but it seemed so sane and sensible to me at the time. It was disasterous from the start but that MLC demon now had a tight rein on my mind and I could not see how destructive it was. During this time I also managed to lose much of the weight I had gained. The new relationship only lasted for about 4 months and ended when he left me to work in another remote town a long way from where we had been. During this time I had been back to the east coast on 2 occasions. The first time was after 3 months in the new job when my relationship with my partner was still on track and once after I had dropped the bomb. He suspected that I had had a relationship with this new person but of course I denied it. My now ex-partner was not abusive, he was sad, he was still communicating with me and he never once attacked me even though he must have been dying inside. Not long after my parents came to visit. They didn't say anything to me at the time but apparently when they returned from their visit they felt they did not know me and wondered who this alien was walking around pretending to be me. My ex had given them some information about MLCs and they finally believed it.
My advice for what it's worth is to stand by your partner while the demon is in possession of their faculties. The demon reference may appear as a cop out to some but I can assure that it is not. I am an intelligent professional nurse who has been trained to reflect on their practice. I have an interest in mental health and I firmly believe that an MLC is a temporary form of mental illness which includes the inability to really see yourself.
I have been asked what the worse things were that I did as well as having the affair. The answer to that is that after my affair relationship broke up I advertised on a couple of internet sites for a replacement. I had a few more flings with various men, none of which were very satisfactory at all.
I was eventually accepted into the program that would see me continue to work in the west. Before I was to depart on the first leg my ex-partner decided to come and visit me at Christmas in part to help me not feel so alone at what would normally be a very family orientated time. During his stay he found some of my advertisements and the replies which of course hurt him even more. After all how could I advertise for a new man when the one I had left on the east coast still loved me? We did talk about the various relationships and during this time we slept together a few times which we both found beneficial but still I did not realise what I had lost. So even then he was still being a supportive and caring human being.
After he returned to the east coast I started a stupid relationship with a married man who cheated on me with someone other than his wife very early on. This also was not enough for me see how self destructive I had become. In my view I was achieving good things at work and I was ready to launch myself into my next career stage.
My first placement took me a remote town in a very beautiful part of the state. My ex and I talked a lot on the phone. I told him how much he would love the new town and how eager I was for him to visit. I spoke to my son about getting my 12 year old grandson to come for a visit and this eventually worked out but with an added bonus. My ex decided he could get away for the school holidays so we decided that he would fly up with both of the grandchildren. We were both very excited about the trip and I know he was hoping that it would be the catalyst for the much overdue and necessary lightning bolt.
Instead I was far too involved with the new long distance relationship I had developed with the married man, partially because now he had left his wife even though I had asked him not to and this made me a feel a little bit manipulated by him. In my defense I would like to add that even then I felt like I had been manipulated into this new relationship and that it was moving much too fast for my liking. The kids, my ex and I enjoyed the best holiday of our lives (even though I still had to do some shifts we did manage to see many of the sights I had told him he would love). My new relationship (and I deliberately don't refer to him as my partner here as that wasn't quite how I saw it), made sure that he contacted me everyday and that my ex could not possibly fail to see that I was involved with someone else. What I saw at this time was a product of my still delusional mind. I saw that my new relationship was going well and I really thought he loved me as he was so attentive. In reality he was very jealous and wanted to 'mark' his property. I am very ashamed to say that I neglected my ex during much of the time that he was staying with me and pretended to ignore the additional hurt I was causing him. Even during this time we slept together once (which goes to show where my subconcious mind was going).
At the end of the holiday I returned everyone to the airport and cried buckets of tears as they flew the thousands of miles back home. This is about the time that my ex decided I was probably never going to come to my senses.
I finished the second leg of my placement and I was expected to take 2 weeks leave before I started on the third. I decided to return to the east coast to see my family and it was coincidence that my new relationship was having time off at the same time so we decided to go together. The closer the trip became the more I didn't want to introduce him to my family and friends. The machines were all in motion and I didn't know how to tell him I didn't want him to come so I stupidly remained quiet.
My ex had agreed to pick me and the new man up from the airport. How unfair of me was it to ask this? Very!! but he did it anyway as he is the most supportive man I know. I had sent him a text before we disembarked from the aircraft to say that I still expected the massive hug that he always had ready for me even though the new man was in tow. I cried when I saw my ex as I always do when I fly back home. This time it was even more than usual but I didn't know why and I didn't question it. I probably should mention at this stage that when ever my ex and I stayed together we always slept in the same bed and I enjoyed snuggling up to him at night.I had even made it a prerequisite on my new relationship that he accept my friendship with my ex and explained that I would always love him.
As I mentioned it my earlier post the lightning bolt process occurred over about 2 weeks which started just before the new man and I were preparing to fly to the east coast.
My new man was adamant that I was not to sleep in the same bed as my ex (which was probably a fair request given the nature of our relationship but I don't like to be dictated to). My new man was going to the country for a couple of days and I was returning to my home to spend the time with me ex and my grand kids. This is where another revelational lightning bolt struck. Being there with the grandies, in my home which I still loved stirred my heart strings. All 4 of us had a great time and my mind was filled with happy memories. The weather also played a big part. It was winter but the weather was sunny, it was the warmest winter day the area had ever had and the surrounding bush looked spectacular. I saw my cats and they too were meaning more to me than ever. The final lightning bolt was having my ex tell me that he had met a lovely woman but that they were taking it slow. They'd been out quite a few times but still hadn't kissed. He told me how much he enjoyed her company. I was devastated. Regrets, self recriminations and an unbearable sense of loss enveloped me. When my new man arrived back from his few days away he must have thought I'd lost my mind as I was behaving a bit odd.
My new man was now heading off for a couple of days to sort some things out with his now ex-wife. I returned to my home (as had already been planned) extremely upset. Not upset about my new relationship but upset that I was losing the best thing that had ever happened to me. I stayed with my ex for 2 days after which I was due to fly out and meet up with the new man. I told my ex how I felt and he was stunned. He told me that even though he expected it to happen he hadn't expected such a sudden change of heart. I'm sure part of him was thinking that I was just jealous of him starting a new relationship and that I was looking to jeopardise it. This was not true but with my past record it must have seemed only a distinct possibility.
We spent the next 2 days together, me crying and him being very numb. I didn't know what the future held but I just knew how much my heart was breaking and that it was not looking likely that my ex would be taking me back. I was destroyed. I certainly didn't want to continue my trip or my relationship with my new man but my ex was asking for space so I reluctantly agreed to continue with my trip. This is the most regretful thing I have ever done in my life. I should have refused to leave my house but out of respect for my ex and appreciation for all the space he had given me over the past 14 months I boarded the plane. I cried my eyes out for the entire 5 hours of the 2 flights and stopover.
When my new man picked me up he was so excited to see me but I was cold. I still couldn't stop crying and I begged him to give me space to think. I was trying to sort out what was going on in my head and why I had had what seemed to be such a sudden change of heart. He did not give me that space and I eventually confessed that I had slept with my ex but gave no other information. When we had slept together my ex told me how right it felt and yet so wrong. I only saw how right it was. All I wanted at that stage was to move to my third location and be on my own. Unfortunately we had to spend the next 5 days in the car together as we had a very long road trip to make. Needless to say the trip was a disaster. I didn't get the space I needed and my new man was reacting in a way which only further proved to me that I was in the wrong place with the wrong man.
We persevered through the trip but we both knew it was over even before I confessed that I was still in love with my ex and I only had a very faint glimmer of a chance at getting him back. I was texting my ex continually and crying over the phone everyday. To his credit he didn't ever feel any satisfaction that I was hurting so much and he tried very hard to not hurt me even further. He just said he didn't know if we had a chance.
I moved to my third location and finally got to spend some time on my own. During my talks with my ex we discussed about him coming to visit me in 5 or 6 weeks time when his work schedule allowed it. This gave me another glimmer of hope that we could eventually find our way back to each other.
I was unaware that now he had started sleeping with the new interest in his life. According to him she knows very little about me other than that I live on the other side of the country and that I was hurting a lot. I had previously asked him that even though he was still dating this woman that he not take her to our home. He didn't agree but I thought he could see my point. When I first became truly aware that he was now sleeping with her, even after I had bared my soul to him I was gutted. When I also found out in the same conversation that she had slept in my bed and my house I was inconsolable. The glimmer of hope was fading by the minute. He said some pretty cruel things to me that day (some of which I probably deserved). I was unable to go to work, I cried for hours at a time and I felt myself slipping into a depression. I fought it all the way with thoughts of how much my past behaviour had upset him and of things I should have done but nothing helped. I felt betrayed, angry, hurt, disappointed and hopeless - all emotions that my ex had felt over the life of my MLC and I felt I deserved them all.
He is withdrawing from me further each day. He rarely returns my texts or my phone calls but is happy for me to ring him in the middle of the night to wake him up for work. He has admitted that she doesn't know that I do this. If I'm on an early shift I set my alarm just so I can help him get up each day. Often I cannot go back to sleep afterwards. I'm not eating much, I sleeping even less and the depression is getting deeper by the day.
A couple of days ago I told him how difficult it was knowing that she could just reach out a hand and touch him but that I was thousands of miles away and couldn't even see his face and how hard it was for me. I asked him if I could fly back to the east coast and spend a few days with him just so we could talk face-to-face. He agreed but asked why I wanted to do such a thing. I told him how much I wished he had done the same when I was going through my MLC even though I didn't know whether it would have helped or not. I also asked him where he wanted me to stay as I still wanted to give him space. He said he didn't know. I finally asked if I could stay in my home and that I would be happy to stay in the back bedroom just as long as I could talk to him face-to-face. I have booked my flights and I leave on Tuesday.
Today I havn't heard from him so I didn't give him the wake up reminder call assuming that he was staying with her and as much as I hate that he's with her I don't want to jeopordise their relationship. He is ignoring my calls and texts more today than ever and I am very afraid that I have lost him. I know his new relationship is in the rosy and everything is wonderful faze so I know I am facing an uphill battle. I am behaving in a desperate manner but cannot seem to stop myself even though I now it is causing him to pull away even more.
My MLC has cost me my man, my house, my animals and the life I knew. When I left he lost me but still had everything else. If I cannot return to my life I just don't know what I will do. I always promised him that I would never take the house away from him and I fully intend to honour that promise as much as I possibly can. I want to come home to the east coast, I want a new and improved relationship with my man and I just want things back to normal. I despair that he has moved on and cannot see that it is now him who is throwing our history away. Maybe it's his turn to have an MLC. If so I will support him as much as he supported me and weather through as best I can. I just cannot seem to make him understand that we are worth saving. It is now in his hands and I hope that the strength in him that allowed him to be that supportive man will surface again. I love him more today than I have ever partially because I understand the pain I caused him and how well he managed to rise above the loathing he must have felt at times.
Before I sign off I would just like to add that what we do when we are in our MLC is not a sin as some have suggested. We are in the dark and think we are walking in the light but as I have said previously we have absolutely no insight into ourselves, the hurt we are causing or the future.
I look forward to your responses and feel like I have an online support system and that is very important to me in this very difficult time. I'm taking things minute by minute at the moment just to survive.
Sue"
Again, I find her stance on this in line with what I CAN accept in my W without feeling bitterness and resentment as I have the past two days. Opinions, questions? Hope this isn't a hijack, Bon!!
One day at a time.
Thundarr