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Not sure if you wonderful SI people have read many of my posts but if you have you may know I chose to stay in my marriage after infidelity for two reasons:

1. I did not want to lose any time with my son ie go 50/50 with my WH.
2. I am the bread winner, I make a lot more money than my WH. I am close to owning my house. The thought of having to give him half of everything and still pay maintenance gives me the shits.

I thought these reasons plus the fact I don’t hate my WH was enough to at least give it a good crack at R.

My question is, how many others have stayed for reasons of rational rather than love and how long was it before you either found love with your W again or finally left.

I’m not saying every day is bad, and I admit we have had some great times since his A but sometimes pretending to be a happy married couple is exhausting and lonely.

I need to explain a little back story first. When I was in high school and 17 years old, I fell in love for the first time. A few months after we started dating, she slept with one of my best friends. I didn't know what to feel or think. I was incredibly hurt, of course, but also kind of numb. I chalked it all up to us being dumbass teenagers and kept dating her for the next year. I forgave them both, knowing that we'd all go our separate ways soon enough.

I swore to myself that I would never, ever tolerate that shit again. Ever! Infidelity is a deal-breaker, pure and simple.

Decades later, when I discovered my exww's infidelity, my very first thought was just that; deal-breaker, end of fucking story. Within two months I was on the verge of a divorce.

But I couldn't do it. Our son was barely 4 years ago. Her betrayal was heartbreaking enough. Blowing up my son's world and all the added heart break that would follow was more than I could bear.

So, I came here, to SI, to find out if reconciliation was really possible and, if so, how to go about it. Two years later I felt as if we had reconciled and the future would unfold accordingly.

Five years later, I finally realized that I would never love her the way she wanted me to. Infidelity is a deal-breaker. I felt as if I was betraying myself and no matter what I did that deeply held tenet was just too strong.

Some of those years were good(ish). I was content, but not happy. I couldn't find peace with myself and that's no way to live.

Give it some time, Webbit. What's most important, I believe, is living an authentic life. That cannot be pretended.

My question is, how many others have stayed for reasons of rational rather than love and how long was it before you either found love with your W again or finally left. I’m not saying every day is bad, and I admit we have had some great times since his A but sometimes pretending to be a happy married couple is exhausting and lonely.

Me. I stayed on the advice of the first divorce lawyer I saw who said I was in a uniquely perilous situation for the law to be of any help to me, since if Divorce settlement terms didn't agree with him, he had family down your way that would be more than happy if he ditched this whole marriage and came back home. The lawyer said "We've seen this happen, and there is no extradition agreement between the two countries for such financial matters. You could end up declaring abandonment, but then how would you pay your gigantic mortgages if he skipped the country? (We had refinanced my house the year prior to D-Day 1 to get down payment money for a farm and were hock deep in both loans, at that stage.)

So IHS it was and that went on for 12 years until D-Day 2, by which time the farm had been paid off. I had a lawyer draw up a Marital Agreement dividing our real estate and bank accounts just as if we were to legally divorce. And we executed deed transfers so he got my old house and I got the farm which was free of debt by then. He sold that house six years later and netted about what he had invested in the farm property, so he isn't unhappy as I am about staying here "pretending" we still have a life together (!) and all the neighbors assume we are an old married couople. Never did make it to R, but holidays are always the most difficult. We do many things together, travel for example, but not as a real couple and I don't see that changing.

You can always give yourself a timeframe for how long you can stand to do this and then re-evaluate. But from my story you can see this situation potentially can drag on through the rest of your life. The key for me is to ask "Would I be better off alone?" At my age - mid-70's - that seems foolhardy. Wish I had a better story to share.