It was 1yr 4 months ago that DDAY hit me like a ton of bricks. I had my suspicions something was up, but never in a million years thought it was what I was about to find out.
A call comes in to her phone, it's her brother. I pick it up as she was upstairs getting ready for our daily walk/run. As I'm talking to him a text comes in and she has the person entered with 3 initials. Didn't recognize it. However, after I hung up, I remembered the pattern she did with her fingers as she logged into her phone and BINGO, it worked. I was in. The text was "are you there?".
I started reading the previous texts as she hadn't deleted them for several days. What I found was my wife talking to another man about having sex, making out, things she wanted to do with him and him responding to everything. The floor fell from below me. In a moment of shock, I put the phone down and put it back exactly how it was in fear she would discover that I saw it. (Boy was I in shock).
I went outside as she was already out ready for me and I started reciting some of the texts and she looked at me and said "what?". So I told her what I read and she freaked. She actually got pissed, really pissed at me. She said "oh that, it's not big deal. It's just playing around at work, that's all". I said, "you need to stop that" she said, "I will". Long story short we took a walk, we talked about stuff but my gut was telling me there was more. I took her home, had sex (thinking this would fix things).
Next day, I was not in peace. My blood was turning stone cold and thoughts going everywhere. I went to her job for lunch to exchange cars as I had hers for the day. We said hello in the parking lot, exchanged keys, but my eyes were watery and she saw a look of desperation on me. She said "are you okay?" She knew I wasn't well. So I drove away.
At home, I dug up the phone records cause I needed to know who this man was with the 3 initials texting inappropriate stuff to my wife. She had been acting strange for a month. After being frustrated and depressed about her job, now she came home joyful. After me begging for sex, now she came home and couldn't wait for sex. She was not acting herself. Something was missing, something was gone, something was beginning to kill me. So I went through phone records and after hours of searching I finally found a number that was consistent. Long conversations, daily calls after work..etc. This was IT! So I dialed on my cell and when I did, his name popped out. He was in my phone book. It was one of my best friends that work with her.
So that was it. That's how it happened. I confronted her and she told me clearly, peacefully and as if talking to a young child, "I've been attracted to him for years but did not tell you. I fell out of love with you for a while now and didn't tell you either.".
I'm still affected by this. I still cry when I remember that day. I still have the feelings come back to me when I think about it. It's not easy.
Thought I'd share.