Maybe I'll regret this later, but here's the fleshed out details of my story:
We've been together for 21 years this May. About 10 years into the relationship things started to stagnate a bit for both of us and she had issues with a low sex drive. Of course I thought it was because she was no longer interested in my but she swore to me it was all her and I bought into that although I never really believed it. Over the last 6 years she has had some fairly serious medical issues that eventually developed into all out cervical cancer and a complete hysterectomy at a very young age. Through it all I was there, I stood by her side patiently. The one thing that was central to my life was that I love this woman more than life itself. Following the surgery and the treatments, although the doctors gave her a clean bill of health there was no sex life. We have not had intercourse for years (6-8) but we have been intimate in other ways. For the last 5 years she's claiming that it's physically painful and I believed her and I've been patiently waiting and praying that we'd get by this.
She has a government job and was to be employed outside the country for a six-month period. Leading up the this, she was required to take a training course in another province for a period of a couple of weeks prior to leaving. When she came back from this course she had a password on her phone and explained that it was because other course mates were taking pictures with her phone so she just did it to block them, but she would not divulge the code. Fair enough. Just prior to her leaving I saw an email chain from some guy in another country (not the one she was going to) and it was fairly generic, but she called him by a nick name, something didn't sit well with this because she explained to me that this was a work thing and this individual was a superior in the pecking order. Also, there was a full size colour picture of this man and she told me that it was a work requirement and had a legitimate purpose, so I bought into it.
For the last couple of months before her departure she became more and more closed down and withdrawn. She was quick to anger and quick to fight. Now, a serious lack of open communication has plagued our relationship since day one. I've always begged and pleaded with her to open up and be honest and forthright and to discuss issues, but she never could and never did. Two days before she leaves she finally opens up and tells me she is unhappy and she's not sure what she wants anymore. She's not sure if she wants to continue in our life and our relationship and she needs time. Well two days before you leave for six months is a pretty shitty time to start being hones, but okay.
She leaves, and my coins all drop. I start approaching my relationship with a new and improved attitude. I get it. I know we have to do something if anything is going to work out and I choose to do whatever needs to be done. We skype daily. She tells me she loves me and misses me. We have some pretty decent conversations. I write her poetry, I send her cards and love letters, I take care of our home and our families and I pour my heart out to her. I tell her my fears and of my unwavering commitment and love for her. And she keeps me tagging along saying all the right things.
Christmas comes and this has always been the most special time for our family. I'm not a sap but this holiday has always been my favourite and we've built some beautiful family traditions over the last 21 years. She has the option of coming home, but opts to save her short vacation time for later in the winter when she's planning a trip home. One of our biggest issues in our relationship is that she says I never want to go anywhere, so I offer to meet her anywhere in the world of her choosing. She shut me down saying she'd only have a few days off so it's financially not a good idea. She's going to take a local tour with a group. Over Christmas the family was apart and we felt so bad for her being away and not being with family. We skyped with her daily and she was having fun, "but it's wasn't the same" according to her.
Christmas is over now and life goes on. As part of her employment she was entitled to a four day trip so she decided to go to one of the places in the world that's always been an interest of mine oddly enough. I was excited for her because it's historic, romantic, and fascinating. I gave her travel tips, places to go, things to see and I lived vicariously through her photos and emails because apparently skype didn't work there.
Finally her trip back to me and our home happens. I'm as excited as I've never been before. I'm as giddy as a schoolgirl. I meet her at the airport and my heart literally exploded because I love her so much. Everything is going along fairly smoothly but we are not being intimate. I don't want to rush anything, but I do mention to her that she's been home a week and we haven't had an intimate moment - she just shrugs it off as life as normal. Her second week home she blew it.
She screwed up her GMail log in and the reset message defaults to my email because she doesn't know how to do it. I open it and reset the password and the first name I see is the "guy" who was just a work thing - the guy in the picture. So I read the emails! April 4th, 2014 my life ended. She's using language of love. Not simple things, but I love you more than anything, and you are the love of my life, and you're the best thing that's ever happened to me, and on and on. So I confront her and her first response was anger because I looked at her email. Then the reality kicked in that she couldn't hide anymore. They were her words. Then the lying starts. First off it started as a friendship on the training course - there was no intimacy. Her passport was stamped at the arrivals in the country where HE was employed on Christmas Day! She had gone to him and given herself to him. I was devastated. She swears this was it. Then a day or two later she's out so I go to the gmail account and I find the rest of the emails. Approximately 100 of them. They discussed me. They made me a joke. She told him things about me and us that nobody has the right to know. She apologized for hurting him by having to spend time at home with me. And on and on and on. Then there were the pictures. It wasn't just Christmas, he flew to her on the four day trip that I gave the travel advice on. There were pictures of them together in the most romantic settings that I told her about. And so the lies continued. Then I have to leave my home because somebody has to. Then I have to impose on friends. I have to answer the hard questions while she hides from reality in our house. She tells me, and I have reason to believe her, that she called it off just before I discovered the truth. Too little, too late. I told our inner circle of friends and our parents and she's mad at me for it. I need to be able to deal honestly with them and she's mad at me. She will not give answers. She will not give details. She wants to control what I need to start processing - all typical textbook behaviour.
So I soul search and I dig deep and I analyze and I swallow my pride and make her the only offer I can - I want to at least give our 21 years the respect it deserves and try to work through this together but only if we can bot commit 100%. Now she needs time to think about if that's something she can do. She's not sure if we can fix our relationship. She blames the relationship for the affair - all of the same old BS. So then I find out another layer, the PA started when they were on the training months before she left and my world gets rocked again.
Now she's back overseas. She says she has no contact with him and I think I believe that, but I've been fooled before. Everyone in her circle of acquaintances over there is being unfaithful to their respective partners so not the best perspective building venue but she had to go back to finish her last month of employment. She couldn't let down her bosses. And here I sit eating fistful after fistful of shit because I love her and I can't just throw it all away. The relationship we had was far from perfect, but it was solid at its core and it had tons of potential. Now what? I don't know if there are any more layers to this or not and I may never know it all. I don't know why I'm so willing to be a doormat, but how do you bail on the only woman you've ever truly loved. I've stood by her through some pretty horrendous things over the time we've been together and how can anyone just toss that aside? So many questions and so few answers.
For all of you who have responded to me thank you so much. It saddens me greatly that there is this much ugliness in the world. I hope that all of you find the peace in your hears and the solace in your minds that you deserve. Thank you all!