I suspected was off for a while. My wife travels for work. I knew that there was a chance that she was having an affair.
I snooped and didn't find anything. She was good at hiding it, but finally on Sunday 7/12/15, I found it.
I wasn't sure at first. I found some chat messages with her friends that referenced some people. Finally I found something. Someone asking about Nathan. Saying he is such a good guy.
My wife left her phone alone and I knew the password to get in. I checked the normal places and nothing. She happened to leave her gmail open and after a click or two, I finally had it.
I had the proof.
My timing wasn't well. We have two little girls, ages 5 and 2. They were out playing in the kiddie pool while my wife was watching them.
I pulled her inside and shut the glass door to make sure we could see the kids and I confronted her. I asked her point blank if she was having an affair. She lied and said no. She asked how I could ask her such a thing and went back outside to the kids.
I grabbed her phone, pulled open one of the thousands of emails from him, and brought it out to show her I had proof.
That was it. That was when she knew I had her. She said, "We need to talk."
We dried the kids off and put on a movie for them.
She told me that she was having an affair. She would not let me read the emails. She said that they would destroy me.
That night, she slept in the guest bedroom. I slept in our room, but I couldn't sleep. I went to the couch but I still couldn't sleep. I went back to my bed and just lay there.
She said that they had been physically together one week back in October. She met him through work.
I told her that I wanted to be there when she broke up with him either on the phone or email/chat. She refused. She said that she had to do this her way. That she is in love with him.
She did break it off with him. I believe her. They work together. He works in a different country and she travels there from time-to-time for work.
They have an instant messaging program at work where they are a click away.
We were very lucky in that we saw a marriage counselor the next day. I want to remain in this marriage and I couldn't tell if she wanted to. The MC helped in showing that she does want to stay in the marriage.
From Monday until Wednesday, I never saw her cry. I cried. It took me day but I cried. I have never cried in my adult life but this hurts so bad that I now cry daily.
Last night, I heard her crying on the phone. That made me happy. Not because I want her to hurt, but I want to know that she feels something.
I am 5 days into this hell.
She loves the other man. She is working on getting rid of that. She says she loves me, but what were the problems that started this whole thing?
Since we had that talk last night, I can't get over this feeling that in the end, we just might be heading for a divorce. Why waste the time?
I keep thinking about the fact that she is here. I know she loves our kids. We sleep in the same bed.
Last night she cried and said that she was so messed up inside. That she was trying to get over the other man. How she feels as the betrayer. I was happy to see her finally cry but I grew more sad. I don't know if she will find her way back to me.
I read the 180 a couple of days ago and I thought that they were messed up. They seemed almost counter-intuitive. But I am starting to understand them.
I tried this morning. I shaved. I put on a happy face. I was cheerful. I hurt more than I could stand.
I had the kids this morning waiting for the babysitter. I tried to be happy, but I am so sad inside. My oldest daughter wanted to make a list of the things I like. I couldn't come up with any. I was getting frustrated because she just kept asking me.
I told her to ask her sister. That helped. The whole time I felt like I was about to have a panic attack. Breathing was difficult.
Relief came in the form of the babysitter. I could get out. I don't want to cry in front of them.
I feel bad because I should be going to my children. But mostly I think about what this is going to do to my kids when I am with them. I am not in the moment, enjoying life. I am back there, in hell. In the pain.
I love my wife. I want to tell her that over and over but I am stopping. I am pulling back. I realize that I am attempting to overcompensate. She needs to come after me, not the other way around.
This really sucks. I used to think to myself how great of a life I had. Now I don't.