LFH, I'm late to the party and since I'm 7+ years along my own journey, my perspective has changed as I've grown and healed. I understand the need for justice but disagreed with labeling it as "punishment" as that needlessly reduces a complex and nuanced concept. I'd like to think of it as natural consequence. Besides, it's why we have the idea of punitive and compensatory damages, a principle that dates back to the concept of Weirguild. That being said, I don't think it's your job to punish your WW, but to always do what is best for you, letting the universe sort itself out for your WW. If she is embarrassed by the revelation of her affair, that's a her problem, not a you problem. You were not put on thisxearth to subsidize the terrible choices made by others. Okay, now tcircumstances. Think one of the best ways to communicate something that is important is through story. Stories can often be the vessels that carry our most important truths, so I hope you'll forgive me for telling mine.
I grew up in a very, and I mean very, traumatic family situation, so I was left with some pretty deep wounds, which I thought I had dodged until midlife. One of these resulted in me being a fixer, and boy was I good at it. So, when my M fell apart, I stepped up and tried to fix it, at least at first. Thankfully, despite some shitty advice from MC, I found some good books and started reading. Then I found this place, and together, those resources helped me immensely. I silently gave my WW 6 months to change, and I meant radical, crawl across a parking lot level change, or I would pull the plug. I never told her, since I knew she was performative by nature.
During that time, I continued the work I had begun since Dday1, but this time I added the element of detaching to it. I remember a documentary by Dyer on USMC training at Paris Island. The salient takeaway was that it involved the erasure of a civilian identity and the recreation of a new concept of self with the USMC as the core. I never experienced this in the Canadian Army as we have a different training model. But my understanding.is what the USMC approach does is essentially rewrite an individual's sense of self to the point that being ejected from the corps results in an existential crisis whereby they are left as a black sheet, no longer a marine and no longer the person they were.
This is what happened to me in my M. In an effort to fix my trauma, I was determined to do family right and give my W and kids the best life possible. So, I became a husband and father, and I was committed to not screwing that up. And I was good at it, but the price was the erasure of my base identity. The interesting and likeable person I once was once was became supplanted by the roles I took on. So, when Dday1 arrive, I collapsed, my entire identity erased, leaving only a blank sheet (I didn't know about the physical aspect of my WW'S cheating yet). My answer to this total failure of my life's purpose was to begin planning my suicide. And let me tell you, my military training came in handy. I poured over maps, made a list of equipment I would need to make it look like an accident, created a primary plan and then, if unsuccessful, a secondary one to ensure the mission objective. Looking back, I am still filled with a feeling of intense shame that I had fallen so far, but that was then. Now, I am in a very solid place and will never again let outside factors determine my worth.
What really changed things for me was focusing on rediscovering and rebuilding the interesting person I was prior to M. It wasn't easy to retrain myself to put myself first. I had to force myself to consider what I actually wanted in any given situation rather than sacrifice for the sake of everyone else. I started going to the gym 3-4 times a week for 2 hour sessions. I took myself out for a pint, just for the pleasure of it. I went away to visit friends and rekindled old hobbies, all in an effort to rebuild an identity apart from my WW and my roles. People commented that it was nice to have me back...
This behaviour prompted considerable anxiety in my WW and she addressed it with her IC, who responded, " He's detaching from you", which was accurate. She wepy, not for me but for her loss of me as a functionary. Prior to this behaviour, my WW assumed that I would always default to my role as fixer, and why wouldn't she? I had been doing that for almost 30 years. I had trained her to expect no less.
Now, here is the kicker in my story. The more I grew, the stronger I became, and the stronger I became, the less attractive I found my WW. I felt worthy of more, and I looked at my WW, not through the lens of three decades of M, but as she actually was, a person who had never actually been there for me, a person who could not experience authentic emotion let alone express it, a person who was willing to destroy a family for a fantasy. So, I pulled the plug.
Now, when it comes to my EXWW, IDFAF. I've hit the stage of indifference (mostly) and I live a contented existence. My adult kids live with me full-time and I have a very satisfying career. I can retire in the next 6 years if I want to and survive on my pensions. My EXWW is getting married this summer to someone she just met and there may have been some overlap between this current relationship and her previous "it's complicated" guy, so I can only assume she hasn't done the work on herself. But not my shit, not my pile. I do me; she can do her.
As for me, I am content. I don't use happy as a benchmark, as it is a feeling and those are transitory. I prefer contentment as it is a frame of mind, something separate from one's circumstances.
I hope this post helps in even a small way. Sometimes just knowing others are in the same room can help ease the difficulty. But mostly, I hope that you land on a path that will take you to a destination that is authentically yours. Good luck.