My husband and I have been married for 14 years in April, together for 18. We have 2 beautiful daughters aged 11 and 10. My husband has a 19year old daughter whom we don't have contact with despite constant attempt(but that's a different story).
My eldest daughter has a medical issue, we found out about, by accident, last August and are still trying to get diagnosed. It could either be an extreemly rare disease with no cure or a rare disease with some proven medical treatments or a cancer that will take a limb. All of these choices will have ramifications for her and us for the rest of her life and we are struggling to cope with this. Her life is severly restricted right now and she is struggling to deal with the 180 from sporty triathlete to absolutely no sports at all.
We own a lovely house with my mother which we brought 4 years ago and all live in together.
Over Christmas my youngest daughters BFF lost her mum unexpectedly and the funeral was on DDay.
My BFF(AP) - we have known each other since playschool, went to the same Primary School, were in Brownies,Guides and then Venture Scouts together. We have been best friends since we were 15. She was my bridesmaid. Our eldest girls are only 2 weeks apart in age, our youngest exactly 9 months apart. She is Godmother to my eldest and I'm Godmother to her youngest. We live just 5 mins apart. Her mother tutors my Youngest.
We are both leaders at our childhood Scout group, her with the youngest section, me with the older. She comes on Scout camps with me help out. Our children are like siblings.
She's one of the only women outside of my family I trusted, We'd talk 5+times a week, moan about our spouses etc etc. Her husband is a coke addict and has anger management issues.
DDay 15th Jan 2018- AP(BFF) asks me to come over on my day off, she knew I had the funeral that day and that I would be picking my daughter up to take her to the funeral so I only had about an hour free.
I'd joked to WS that she was either going to tell me she was pregnant or finally divorcing her H. WS completely unfazed and asked me to let him know.
Her husband was home and right away I knew something was up. I took her her birthday present because the day before was her birthday.
They sat me down in their front room and she dropped the bomb that imploded my world.
She admitted that in 2010 she and my husband had had an A.
She was shaking and crying and apologising. I hugged her
I was in shock -Her H found out about the A not long after it happened and had decided he couldn't live with the lie anymore - apparently it was a New Years resolution, he couldn't live with her being my friend and playing happy families with this big secret between the 3 of them. He had confronted my husband at the time and after 6 months they met up and agreed to move on. How lovely for them all.
I left their house and broke down, I was shaking and sweating and crying like I've never cried before, I had to drive 15mins to collect my youngest from school. I was desperate to pull myself together so I phoned his Stepmother
I thought if I kick him out he'll go to her and I want her to know why. She helped me calm down enough to collect my DD and make it through the funeral. I asked another friend if I could come and see her that night, one whom I knew had a WS and would help me.
I text him "you lying cheating bastard", he never responded.
We got back from the funeral late and I had to cook for my family, pretend to be okay. WS tried to talk to me but I shut him down.
I went to see my friend and completely broke down again. She made me text my sister and arrange to visit her for the weekend, then text my WS to meet me out of the house that night to talk. She offered me a bed for either him or me depending on how the talk went.
I was so sure that now I knew our marriage was done. I hadn't felt loved for years and really thought that was it. He was so desperate for us to stay together that we went home and I allowed him to hold me all night while I sobbed and sobbed. He offered to do whatever I needed to fix us, he admitted to everything, told me he gambling more than I knew and would stop that too, promised it hadn't happened with anyone else. He apologised for taking me for granted and being a selfish prick.
For background the last 8 years haven't been great. My WS isn't the most affectionate of men, he hates PDA's and has always refused to hold my hand in public for example.
He doesn't do kissing -"we're married we don't need to kiss all the time".
Our sex life has been regular but can be a bone of contention, I don't feel inclined to initiate sex without affection and my PCOS means I bleed irregularly.
WS doesn't like to argue - he will threaten to leave during an argument effectively shutting it down, he never apologises and just assumes if we don't talk about it it's over and done with, He's a sulker.
His dad died in 2014 after a years battle with cancer. He was unbearable to live with for a year after, very short tempered and moody, incredible stressed and generally unpleasant.
My dad was in heart failure from 2008. We nearly lost him so many times and that was a big part of why we brought the house with them. My dad died at home in 2015. The kids saw me give him CPR.
My WS would joke about not getting a vasectomy because he might want more children with his next wife.
In Dec I remember breaking down from the stress of everything with my eldest daughter and my youngest playing up(she has anxiety issues). WS came home from work and I was being screamed at by our youngest because she didn't want to do something I'd asked her to, he said he'd had enough and was going - I said no I am and walked out - I went to the shops for a couple of hours.I've never done that before.
When I came back he was angry and we had a row where I felt like he was pushing me to ask for a divorce - a situation I've felt before.
I was crying and in a mess, he just sat there writing xmas cards, he didn't give me a hug or anything.
It was at this point I though our marriage was over.He would never agree to counselling -"we're fine, we don't need it"
It all got swept under the rug as it always did and life carried on until DDay.
Post DDay - I struggled through 2 days of work (crying in bathrooms and store cupboards) and went to my sisters 200 miles away for the weekend.
I told her everything - she told me her husband had cheated on her too - bastards.
While I was away I asked for full diclosure from them both which I felt like I got. They both said they couldn't remember every detail because it was so long ago.
WS booked us a counselling session for the Monday.
The full discloser rocked me to the core. The A would have crossed our anniversay and our DDs birthday.
They had spent time together when WS had gone to APH singing gigs to help with equipment, I'd be at home with the kids, they'd sit and chat while APH was singing.
Jan/Feb2010 - Flirty messages on facebook. line was crossed when WS asked AP "if she fancied him or something", she said yes. Not sure how much more messageing or phone calls occured before 1st contact.
1st contact Feb/March 2010 - AP and APH had a dinner party which we went to and stayed over at their house(this was a regular occurance, stayingover at each others houses, dinners together etc). We were all drunk, APH probably on coke. We played Nintendo wii until late and AHP went upstairs to bed. I fell asleep on the floor in their front room leaving AP and WS on the sofa together behind me. AP had got changed into her nighty(minus knickers). They fooled around on the sofa while I was asleep not 1ft away from them.
I had my suspicions something had happened that night. I only half beleived it and I never noticed anything that raised my hackles following this. I accused WS in a row not long after and he denied it obviously.
They carried on messaging on facebook, a game called word with friends was used because I wouldn't suspect that. WS played against lots of people so it would ping all the time.
They met up in car parks and fooled around more, she sent him nude pictures. He works shifts and would call her from work when APH was out - they'd have phone sex. He took her to lunch from work, and here's another kicker for me, held her hand while they walked around London.
Their stories basically matched. they'd met up about 6-7 times over a 2 month period. She called it a day because APH had seen him drop her home a couple of time and was suspicious. They both say they never talked about leaving either APH or me, it wasn't like that.
I spoke to APH and he was so angry and bitter about it all which confused me - he'd know about it for so long why was he still so angry, even I wasn't that angry. He gave me a vibrator that WS had brough for AP. Neither of them had mentioned that nugget of information. She'd kept it for 10yrs and still used it
.we regularly use a vibrator in our sexlife, he has never brought me one.
He went to her before night shifts , leaving us early to steal a few moments with her.
They both say they never had intercourse.
The vibrator tipped me over the edge - I called him up and let him have it, I screamed and shouted and used the C word so many times(I hate that word). I packed him a bag(with the vibrator on top) and told him to leave. He came home anyway because he knew I woudn't make a scene with my mum and the kids home. We had our first counselling session that night and the hysterical bonding began.
I have told just enough people that he can't hide from this. A trusted friend from his work(we met at work and I worked with them all too), his best man, his stepmother. All to find out if they knew and if there were any other affairs.
I've read alot on the subject - the beyond affairs website was helpful.
I gave him a list of things I needed if we were to try and recover.
He has answered or tried to answer every question I ask.
He showers me with affection.
I have full access to his phone, computer, finances, social media etc.
He has been though all of his friends with me etc and I have deleted people I don't want him to have as contacts.
She has been blocked and wordswithfriends deleted(they were still fucking playing).
I made him tell my mum - she was asking why She hadn't seen AP and why I wasn't supporting AP in her marriage issues!
He consults me on everything, has cancelled trips and engagements.
He calls me to check if I'm okay and sends me messages while we're appart.
He even started performing oral sex on me again(somthing that he hasn't done for years and years)
I finally got AP to meet with me 2 weeks after DDay. I asked if her DS could be WS's and she promised they hadn't had sex, the timing was wrong and if I wanted a DNA test she'd do one.
I asked why they were still playing WordswithFriend(WWF). apparently they had stopped playing for years and only started up again because they were sure they would never do anything again - how lovely they had that clarity
. Somehow the topic became all about her, how bad her marriage was/is, how APH was EA and how he had hit her after reading the full disclosure she sent me. Believe it or not I do understand why she looked outside her marriage, I get it - just not my WS. I advised her to LTB and get a restraining order. PA is a line that can't be uncrosssed and I have my suspicions that he forced her confession now to isolate her from me. This is the only way our bond could have been broken. Apparently WS wasn't her only A. I had no idea. Although I knew she had it in her because I new about 2 A with married me before she met APH. We are NC she is dead to me.
I don't hate her, she isn't worth that energy and I can now look back at our 'friendship' and see the cracks and her jealously, the other boyfriends she has had after I'd finished with them, the wedding that was flashier than mine, the house improvements that occured just after we did some, even down to the 9 months between our youngest children. it was all a game of anything you can do I can do better. It must have made her feel so supirior knowing she had pick up my WS and dropped him all on her terms.
I haven't hit angry since the vibrator. I don't hate either of them.
My marriage is a work in progress, the rollercoaster is a long, fast ride. Somedays I think we'll be okay, better even if we can keep up the communication. Somedays all I can think of is the dinner party and the vibrator.
I can't tell him I love him - It's my own little power play I guess. I want to know I mean it before I say it again.
Please tell me we can thrive not just survive.......