ok, here goes... and I apologize up front if this seems a little all over the place.
Back in 2007 I found out my husband was having an affair with our neighbor, next door.
She and hubby had been friends since before I met them both. She was going through a divorce and my husband was her shoulder.
Let me insert here that when my husband and I got married in 2003, this woman stood up with me at our wedding. I considered her a very close friend, if not a best friend, and shared a whole lot about my life.
I started getting suspicious when my husband was over at their house every single night. Sitting by their pool and drinking with both the neighbor and her husband. (Her (ex)husband thinks my husband is his best friend.)
I began to get uneasy and start to voice my concerns. In a nutshell, I got laughed at. And told by both of them that I was "paranoid" and that they were "just friends" - "like brother and sister".
As the months went on and our relationship began to deteriorate, I began to investigate further. Looking at emails, messages and phone calls on his phone.
One night I found solid proof in emails that there was more going on than what they were saying. I felt vindicated and devastated all at once.
I had the presence of mind to forward every email I found to my personal email account and still have them to this day.
They both played the deny deny deny game for a long time. But my husband never stopped his behavior. He was drinking heavily and on Chantix at the time. It made him crazy.
He would scream at me, the kids until, one night, after catching him again over at their house, he blew up and told me he wanted a divorce.
To shorten the story a bit, he OFFERED to let the neighbor serve me the divorce papers. She declined... but her HUSBAND said he would do it, "Since she hates me anyway." (They had been filling his head with lies about how I hated him, so he would stay away from me. Because I threatened to let him in on what they were doing. They were desperate to keep he and I apart.)
after months of a roller coaster ride of emotions, he wanted me, he wanted her, he wanted me etc, we decided to give counseling a try. (I had wanted that from the beginning and he refused.)
I was still gathering more emails and phone calls and saving them.
The counselor pretty much said what you guys have wrote here. That if he truly wanted to make it work he had to give up the other woman and cut all ties. Husband was having NONE of that. He said he would NEVER give up that friendship.
We live RIGHT next door to each other. I have to see her every single day of my life.
We stopped going when my husband deemed us "cured" and that we didn't need to go anymore. (We couldn't afford it.)
Over the years since, we have had our ups and downs. I have caught the other woman literally running out of her house when my husband got home, or waiting by her back door so she could "stop him just to ask him a question."
I have blown up about this many many times. I have even told this woman via email to stay the hell away from my family.
Fast forward to Wednesday May 22nd. I went home to grab my lunch that I had forgotten to take to work. I live minutes away from where I work.
All the way home I kept thinking about what I would do if I found him over at her house.I just had a feeling he was.
I backed in the driveway and went in the house and called for him and sure enough, he was not there.
I walked to the back of the house and what do I see? Him RUNNING from the neighbor's house to our back gate to let himself in. He was trying to make it to our garden on the side of the house so he could "pretend" to be looking at the garden. (We have two.)
Now let me interject here- my husband does NOT have a job, he is home all day every day. Until recently it has been "alone". But since my oldest is home from college now he isn't alone anymore and there are eyes there to watch what is going on. She happened to be gone on this day, overnight at someone else's house.
I caught him red handed. And asked him what the hell!?
He immediately started lying and telling me he was looking at the garden (on the other side of the house, the driveway side, we have two.)
I called him a liar and asked him if I needed to go next door and ask the home wrecking slut over there if he was there. He told me that he was "just standing at her back door since she called out to him when he was looking at the garden." so he went and talked to her.
I was furious. I was shaking. I was seeing red. I had rather loud words for him (that I hoped she overhead) and told him I had had ENOUGH.
He said she was just asking him how he was doing (he had been in the hospital and had two stents put in his heart because of overeating and poor diet and no exercise.)
She had even had the BALLS to call me and ask me to "keep her informed" on how MY husband was!
I don't know what to do. I am really lost.
I had went back to work feeling like he was going to go running right back next door.
I had the next day off and, while he was napping, his phone went off and it was her. I have a suspicion that she thought I still worked on Thursdays and that it would be safe to call.
I confronted him while it was still ringing and told him I should answer it. He said go ahead. It stopped before I had the chance.
I ALMOST called her back on his phone and asked her what the hell she wanted, and to STOP calling his phone. But I didn't.
I was waiting to see if she was stupid enough to to leave a message. She did not.
I am having a horrible time. He apologized and told me that he should have just walked right out in the open when I backed in the driveway so I could see him.
I told him this was all his doing. That every time he talks to her it is ripping the scab off a wound for me that has NEVER healed. It's cutting deeper every single time.
I really don't know what to do. I don't want to get divorced. But I want him to STOP talking to her. (If, as he says, nothing is going on. Which is hard for me to believe now.)
I am more confused than ever.
Between us, we have five children. His, mine and ours, blended family.
We have made it through so much to just piss everything away.
This year will be our 10th anniversary.
I am just so lost.