Sorry for the lack of response. I hate when people do that! Start a thread, and don't respond to other people's comments. I assure you that they all did make their way into my brain though.
Some of what you guys have said has definitely hit home though. It also did kind of hurt, to be honest. Doesn't mean it wasn't true though.
So, last night, we went out for dinner just me and her. Had a very long conversation. Not usually my style to do it in a restaurant, but I laid it on the table. Told her that I've been feeling a lot of resentment, listed out the reasons, and told her that it looks like she doesn't give a shit about me. The affair I've taken as a direct lack of respect among other things, and with how she's been responding to the things that I've had to suggest for her to help me through this, she has refused. I told her that I can't live this way. I told her that I went to a lawyer yesterday to understand more of the process. Our options right now consists of separation, mediation, or going to an actual divorce Court. I explained the pros and cons of each of them, from her standpoint and mine. I told her that I was tired of feeling worthless in the situation. Which one does she want at this particular point, because I've gotten to a point of acceptance. I've tried doing my part, but it feels like I'm doing it alone. She has been dealing with shame and guilt, so she doesn't really want to address this head-on. I get that, but there is a consequence. I wasn't worth the effort, but her AP was.
I told her that I would still go through with the donation, because honestly, her parents have been more parents then my own. My children are also very close to them. I can't offer something, go through all the tests, and then take away all hope. They did not cause this problem, she did.
I told her I would always love her, but there is no way that I can continue with things how they are. I told her to think of what she wants to do, because it would be better for me to be alone then to feel like I don't matter.
Obviously, that hit her to the core. I then left the restaurant and stayed over at my friend's house for a bit. When I came home, she was still in the bed crying, so I just changed my clothes and went downstairs to watch TV where I fell asleep.
Do I think she's a horrible person? Know. I think she has made such a horrible choice, and doesn't know how to fix it. Every conversation about the situation points to one of her failures. I don't think she views me as weak. Maybe she does, I don't know. I'm typically very alpha (I have never liked that term, but I'm using it this one time. Please don't hold it against me!), And have no problem telling someone to take a long walk on a short pier. Does that mean that I'm not week? I doubt it. Honestly, I don't want to lose the life that I've been building for so long. I don't want to sell my house, but I'll be damned if I let her live in it. The idea of seeing my kids every other weekend can literally make me cry as I say it. Maybe that does make me weak, because I don't want to give up on that dream that she's already shattered.
She's been going to counseling for a while, both individual and we've been going to marriage counseling. She's a people pleaser that has a hard time saying no (well, at least everyone else except for me apparently).
It really does bother me on a lot of levels to come to an anonymous board and seek advice. The reason why? I don't really have anyone to discuss this with. It's not like I go around and tell everyone how my wife has bang someone else. Anyone that went through this can relate to the pain that causes, but those that have not just think that I didn't know what I was doing in bed. How ironic that I may have felt that way in the past myself.
I sincerely do thank you guys though. This is real talk. It's about ugly ship that no one really wants to discuss, and I'm honored that you guys are willing to. I'm on my way home from work right now. I don't know what tonight is going to bring. I don't know if she will promise me the world, and once again under deliver. I don't know if she has really thought of the consequences, because the only other time I've ever said that word divorce was on DDay. Maybe it's snapped her out of her couch-potato stance of putting her head in the sand and hoping it all goes away? I don't know. I don't want to lose her, because when things are going well, they go really well. I never in a million years thought that she would have ever hurt me like this either. I didn't know that side of her.
I really am stuck. I know that I can't continue like we've been doing.