When I first posted here on SI I had not made any plans on how much detail of my WW's PA I would write about. Reading back through my posts I think I've covered enough for now. The one thing I have been working on is my WW's actions since D Day 2 and the reasons I decided to give reconciliation a shot.
On D Day 1 when my WW finally admitted to having an affair, my mind immediately shut down, I remember crumpling to the floor of our bedroom and hearing anguished cries and sobbing. I don't know how long it went on till I realized it was me sobbing. I remember memories flashing through my mind. I remembered being 9 years old and hearing my Mom and Dad fighting. I remembered my Dad saying leave anytime you want but you're not taking my kids. I remembered a few weeks later Mom packing her bags while Dad was at work and a Man coming in a blue Ford convertible and Mom putting her bags in his back seat and them driving off down the road without Mom telling any of us kids goodbye. I thought about how I cried on our wedding day, and when each of our 4 beautiful children were born. I remember my WW kneeled beside me trying to hold, comfort and sooth me like I was an injured child,. I remember pushing her away. Then my mind flashed back to the month before. To the night of yucky cunniglus. and I came out of it and exploded in anger. I told my WW the night you tried to cuckold me was the deal breaker. I told her this marriage was over the second you decided to cheat.
After I had covered every transgression I could think of that she had committed against me, I told her to get her ass out. She pleaded and begged for forgiveness, took all responsibility for her PA, swore I was the only man she had ever loved and would love me till her dying breath. She begged that I let her help me recover from this nightmare. She swore she would end the PA and be forever faithful to me. I replied, get out.
She called me that night and the next day, I didn't answer. she texted me. Wrote emails and letters begging for one final chance to regain my love and my trust. She kept calling every day, I ignored her.
Eight days after I kicked her out I received a call from my oldest Son Matt. He asked if I was doing okay. I said I'm fine. He asked is it really true that it's over between you and Mom? I asked him where he heard that? He said Mom wrote me, he said she wrote my Brother and Sisters too and told us she had been a fool and cheated on you and had an affair with a creep she met on Facebook. Matt said She told them I was a perfect husband and met all her needs in and out of bed and I was in no way at fault for her stupidity in breaking her marriage vows.
I found out the next day she had written my Brothers and confessed and accepted all the blame and asked them to please do what they could to help me through the pain she had inflicted on me. She told her Parents and her Sisters about her PA in pretty explicit detail about her behavior and told them I had always been the perfect husband and she accepted all the blame for the affair.
On the morning of December 4th she called and for some reason I decided to answer. She seemed startled at first, but immediately began pleading with me to let her stop by our house to talk. She said I have the day off today and I really need to talk to you face to face. I thought about it for a few seconds and said I'll meet you at McDonalds at 11am. She agreed and thanked me several times before hanging up.
I arrived at McDonalds about 10:50 and ordered 2 black coffees and sat down to wait. about a minute went by I saw her car pull in the drive and park. When she came through the door I saw a big smile crossed her face and then she dropped her eyes to the floor and when she looked back up the smile was gone and all I saw was fear and worry. Her skin looked a sickly grey and her eyes that use to always have a twinkle looked empty and sad.
I stood and motioned for her to sit across from me. She sat and was silent for a few seconds. As the seconds ticked by I studied her face and noticed lines forming around her mouth. She was developing dark circles under her eyes and I noticed her hair didn't look like it had been washed in a week, she always had taken pride in her beautiful hair. Finally she said, I know you didn't owe me this meeting and I want to thank you right now for showing me mercy in agreeing to meet.
My WW reached into her purse and pulled out 2 large envelopes and slid one across the table to me. She said that is a letter I wrote to you accounting for all my actions and everything I've done against you and our marriage since the time I started this mess. She said I swear everything I've done is there. She told me after I read it I'll most probably will never speak to her again. But if I do decide to speak she will answer any and all of my questions and clarify anything I'm not 100% clear on. She then showed me 2 addressed envelopes with hand written letters inside. 1 was a No Contact letter addressed to the OM and 1 was a letter to the BW asking for her forgiveness. She told me she had given the BW my email address and asked her to please write me to verify she had received her letter and to feel free to ask me anything and to please answer any questions I might have.
My WW then handed me one last envelope and asked me to open it and read it now. Inside was a contract written up by our family attorney stating my Wife had given up all claim and marital rights to all of our assets. My freight business, our houses in Arizona and California. our cars, planes, money in the bank, bonds, my retirement account, everything. All she asked for was her clothes and her retirement account.
I looked up after I had read it, and asked why? and she said all I ask is you go to marriage counseling with me and give our marriage and our love one last try. I asked her how long are you talking? she said hopefully for as long as it takes, as long as we make tangible progress we should never give up.
At that point I was so mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually exhausted I couldn't imagine fighting so hard for a lost cause, but I said let me think about it for a few days and I'll let you know.
At this point I once again find myself mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually exhausted reliving this soap opera that has become my life. I'll finish this as soon as I can muster the fortitude.