Yet I believe even now that we were essentially a good couple and could have addressed our issues. There would have been fewer lies to bear and more time to heal. In retrospect, I should have shown Robert the door the minute he told me his heart was elsewhere. Negative thoughts flooded my brain as I lay awake in bed: you’re not pretty enough, not young enough, not clever enough, not wise enough, not sexy enough, not witty enough, not enough, enough, enough. Each fresh discovery, whether a hotel receipt or some foreign change on a bedside table, was like a fresh snake-bite. Once three months had passed, Robert told me his affair was over. I could see Robert’s eyes literally roll in boredom as the therapist greeted us with: ‘Now tell me, what seems to be the problem?’ Pictured: Vanessa with her brother Richard Branson Vanessa admits negative thoughts flooded her brain and kept her awake, as Robert continued to deceive her. A few seconds later, she put down the phone.Ī doctor friend thought counselling would help, but reader, never contemplate couples therapy when your partner is high on the dopamine of furtive sex - it is, without doubt, the most humiliating experience I’ve had to endure. ‘Do you have any idea of the damage you’re causing to our family?’ ‘No, you can’t,’ I said, almost laughing at her audacity. One day, between their travels, the phone rang.
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I hated lying to the kids when they asked where Robert occasionally went off to, knowing full well that he was yomping around the Kenyan bush or languishing on a Mexican beach with his girlfriend. To describe the pain as torture is no exaggeration, for this is a pain inflicted knowingly by a person you love deeply. I can’t believe I had so little self-esteem that I agreed, but I’ve since found out this is common with an affair.ĭuring those three dreadful months, I lost weight, functioned on a few hours’ sleep per night and drank for Britain. Pictured: Vanessa and Robert with three of their children Vanessa said she hated lying to the children when Robert would go away with his girlfriend. In 1987, our first child, Noah, was born, then Florence and Louis - three babies in three years. Robert started a film arm of Virgin, called Virgin Vision. In 1986, I opened my own art gallery in Notting Hill. Let’s be straight here, he was pretty damned sexy. I revelled in his energetic company and wallowed in his sweet smell, the texture of his skin, his open smile. Why did I allow him to dominate me so? The answer is that Robert was 90 per cent wonderful. For instance, I became defiantly stoic because he hated illness, dismissing it as a sign of weakness. However, the reality was that our patterns of behaviour became entrenched.Įverything I did became an unconscious attempt to please Robert. I was convinced we were just having teething troubles. When you’re newly married, you can’t admit you’re unhappy to anyone - not even yourself. I didn’t know it, but the culture of our marriage had been set. He really was going to make a big scene about this, on tonight of all nights. I stopped smiling, realising he was deadly serious.
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