I am 4 months past DD....My husband and I have been married 23 years.
He started messaging with a large group of people on Live PD message board at the end of 2017. Throughout 2018 the group narrowed down more and more. A woman singled my husband out and began to message him. According to him, these messages were all regarding the tv show. In 2019 they started to send PMs to each other that quickly became not innocent. (these were all erased of course so I have no idea what they said).
They met for the first time (in a parking lot!) in March and talked for awhile. My husband has VERY little free time that I don't know about, so these meetings only lasted an hour or so when he said he had an errand to run after work.
Here is the kicker: in the first week of June I confronted a burglar and ended up shooting out the tires of his trailer that he had already loaded up with our belongings. (I spent a night in jail (OMG!!!) for this because I left my home with the weapon. I was charged with a felony also because the fucker said I threatened his life. $10,000 and awesome attorney later....charges were dropped. This is the first time I have ever taken up for myself....I usually am a conflict avoid-er but my daughter was home and I went into Linda Hamilton Kick Ass Momma Mode Lol!!!
He went to her home and they had sex at the end of May. At home he started to sit out in his garage and drink beer instead of having pool time with the family. He began to get very short and irritable with me. I knew something was wrong and my antennae went up. Within a few weeks I started to ask him what was wrong. He blew it off as stress due to my situation.
July came and things were worse...my radar was off the charts. On July 27th, I confronted him and asked him if there was another woman. He eventually admitted to "talking to someone". I went into "PLEASE STAY" mode and he stayed in a hotel (he says) for one night. Back home the next day. Two weekends later, he starts an argument and says he is leaving but slept on the porch couch. Two weeks go by and I throw a Mojito bottle at his head (near miss but shatters on the porch post). He sleeps in his truck that night.
During this time, I am in detective mode...I never used FB but began looking around his page. A strange woman has liked EVERY one of his posts back to June of 2018! WTF! I immediately know that is the bitch in question.
That night I can't sleep and I start researching spyware. I find one and load it on his phone. (Dumb-ass doesn't remember I have a photographic memory so I have his password memorized) So this spyware looks like crap...what do you expect for $9.99? I get off my cheap ass and load up the $125 a month goodies. Oh My Lord, I can see his Call History, All calls are recorded, GPS, his texts, AND I can hear what is going on around him even when the phone is not being used!! Cha-ching...we have hit JACKPOT!!
So I wake him up at 1am and chew him out about what is going on. Then I wake him up again at 2am and actually tell him the whore's name. This makes it where he can't sleep another wink and I KNOW he will call the bitch first thing.
I go to bed and actually sleep a few hours until 7am. He leaves for work at 6:30am. I log onto my lovely spyware and BAM!! there it is....30 minutes of evidence. I shook as I hit play. What followed was what sounded like a chain smoking cigarette addicted troll talking to my WH all about me. They went over every detail of what I had said and how I had acted. WH voice was shaking. Lol!
I immediately call him at work and the wrath of God rains down on him. I called him every vile word I could and then I told him to put his co-workers on the phone so I could tell them how the great JCS was really a scumbag. We bargained and he went to each one himself and told them he was cheating on me. (He has worked for this company for 23 years and I am friends with most of his co-workers) The perfect, great father and husband has fallen!!!
Then I called the Bitch and screwed her a new asshole.
Dear sweet hubby is burning rubber the 30 minute drive home...maybe because I told him his shit would be in the front yard and not to step foot in the house.
I fire up the Charbroil....grill EVERY PIECE of high dollar work clothes he owns. (It is on video if anyone would like to take a peek HEHEHEHE) I was really dying inside at this point but now it makes me feel GREAT! BTW, all his personal clothing went in the pool.
My best friend gets word and she is burning rubber too. I am sitting on the deck having a cig (I don't smoke) and drinking a mojito (I am a weekend sipper) when he pulls up in the yard.
His mouth drops open as he walks across the backyard and his posture slumps when he sees the inferno coming out of the grill.
PART 2 to follow shortly (Gotta start my homeschooling duties)
