UPDATE (or not)
Hi guys. This was supposed to be an update; it ended up being something else. I will post my update soon. If you are familiar with my story, you will probably do well to skip the rest of this post.
Over a nine month period my wife of 23 years cheated on me with another man. When I first posted on this site I was practically out of my mind and I received excellent advice from you guys. You helped me more than I can ever say. Just to have a place to come and vent has been of immeasurable value to me. Although there were many who felt that I wasn’t listening and heeding advice; that was far from the truth. I will admit to being very cautious and deliberate in pulling the trigger on decisions. I agreed with most of what you guys wrote, but that became a problem. Receiving your advice was like walking through a field of diamonds. I wanted them all. Which should I take, which should I leave? I agreed when many of you said that I should leave her. I also agreed that perhaps she was worth another chance. I agreed that someday, with a lot of work, I might learn to trust her again but I also agreed that I would probably never trust her again. I agreed that my marriage might be worth savings but I also agreed that there was nothing left to save. I agreed that I needed to lose the anger but I also agreed that anger was my friend.
For me, it all began when I spotted my wife’s car in a restaurant parking lot on the other side of town. I went inside to discover my wife having lunch with another man. It turns out he was a childhood friend of her brothers and they had just ‘bumped’ into each other and were catching up. During their cozy little meal, in walks me. They covered really well and I bought; not just their story but their meal. She suffered no ill effects from this at the time but it is something that would come back to haunt her later, big time. Once I read her email exchange with OM concerning this incident (which I hope to get to, presently), I realized how naïve I had been not to have suspected something at that time.
The following weeks she practically lived on her phone. Before this, she had valued our time together and would hardly do any texting when we were together. Now she would text nonstop and was careful not to allow me to read any of the texts. I grew more and more uncomfortable with it and one day literally snatched her phone from her hand and there was a naked picture of the man she had been talking to in fast food place. It is the absolute worse two and two I have ever put together in my life.
I went ballistic. We had several awful weeks. I was angry and had all this chaotic energy inside of me, and I took it all out on her. WW was very sorry and apologetic and said she would do whatever it took to win my trust back. I said a lot of terrible things to her and she took everything I dished out. I am not a fan of second chances, but I gave her one. She convinced me that her infidelity was limited to texting and sexting. I personally believe that the reason I gave my wife a second chance is because I was in no condition to be making rational decisions. Walking away from her was not even an option I could consider at the time. Our marriage had not been in a downward spiral. In fact, as far as I could tell, things could not have been better. Her betrayal came from out of nowhere and happened without warning. It happened at a time when we were both still desperately in love with each other.
“Truth be told, cheating isn't as unforgiveable as I originally thought. People like to talk tough about cheating; they say they'd never tolerate an affair, and would immediately break up with their partner - for good - upon finding out they were unfaithful. It’s so easy for people to say "LEAVE HER". I use to be one of those people that would say "If I ever found out my wife was cheating on me I’d kick her to the curb in a second," until it happened to me, and then, all I wanted to do was hold on to her for dear life as much as it hurt. You can't love someone and then suddenly stop loving them a day later because you found out she cheated on you, the brain and heart don't work like that”
As I mentioned earlier, I was in no condition to be making decisions. When your heart is broken you are definitely not in a good place to be making decisions concerning things of the heart. My heart was telling me to believe her, trust her, give her a chance; BUT IT WAS BROKEN. I could listen to it. It was not a case of “That foolish muscle, there in the middle of my chest” betraying me. Actually, I betrayed it. It was in no condition to be making decisions. Had my heart not been cracked, I would never have given her a second chance. My heart was broken ….and although unfair, sad and borderline pathetic….only she could fix it.
WW and I never discussed what would happen if one or the other of us were ever caught cheating. The absurdity of this hypothetical would practically render it incapable of being framed by thought. This conversation would have been about as relevant as the two of us discussing what we would do if we were to awaken one day to discover ourselves on Mars. Wasn’t going to happen!
I did not have a contingency plan in place in the event that she would cheat on me. I absolutely had no idea what to do, or where to turn. I only know that I was in pain and that I loved her with all my heart. I have learned enough from this site to believe that some people are worth a second chance. I wouldn't say they are worth much more than that, but if you are with a decent enough human being, they may be worth a second chance.
So, I gave her a second chance and she proceeded to take her affair underground. The following weeks she smothered me with love and affection while living on her lap top and keeping her cell phone close. Although my love was unconditional, my trust wasn’t. Everything unraveled when my mother, who lives in another state, became ill. I needed to go check on her. Even though my wife had always enjoyed going on these trips with me, she declined this one.
Things were a bit strained between us and I wasn’t very good company anymore and it was possible she just needed a break from the drama. As it turned out, she needed an opportunity to meet the OM and me being a thousand miles gave her the perfect opportunity.
She thought she had covered all the possibilities for not getting caught. She should have remembered Murphy's Law. She should have planned for all the possibilities and really considered all of the possible outcomes and planned for Murphy to dictate his Law. “If something can go wrong, it will.” An addition to this law reads, “an usually at the worst time.”
A colleague actually saw my wife park and go into a motel. He called me, I called her and the shit hit the fan. Long story short, I came home, scorched earth policy, confiscated her laptop and cell phone, kicked her out, got an attorney (or two or three)…. and this is where the plot thickens (or sickens)!
WW begged, pleaded for another chance and went to therapist who explained to her that she was broken. She was broken and needed to be fixed. What irony. I entrusted my broken heart to be repaired by a person who was broken. We enjoyed a beautiful, healthy, loving relationship for 26 years and now, just like that, we are both broken?
WW cheated because she was broken. That’s what the psychiatrist said. How could either one of us help the other when we were both broken? Her betrayal hit me so hard, so fast, and left me with so many mixed emotions. First I tried hating her, then forgiving her, all just to forget her, but I discovered I was only capable of loving her.
She refused to give me the password to her laptop and phone until I had attended three MC sessions with her. During the third counseling session she gave me the passwords to her email accounts and cell phone. She also gave me a trac phone that I did not even know she had.
You guys said that there was going to be some bad stuff on there; you were right. You said that I was going to find out that she was guilty of a lot more than she was admitting to, right again. You said that the affair had been going on long before she said; again you were right. It had actually been going on since the summer of 2014.
When I read the contents of her conversations with OM, and discovered the full extent of her treachery and deceit, it literally made me sick. It is one thing knowing it, it is altogether another thing when you are reading it with your bare eyes. Her conversations with OM represented some really sick stuff.
I guess my update will actually begin on my next post.
[This message edited by DoneGone at 1:58 PM, July 31st (Friday)]