To be completely open I believe a little back story is in order. Back in 97, while in the Army, I married my wife... less than 5 months later I was deployed to a chemical destruction facility in the middle of the Pacific to guard an aging US Chemical Weapons stockpile. I honestly think about things a bit to much, and the smokestack pouring possible death out to any and all of the islands 2000+ population. My wife thought it would be good to send me something tasteful to read, and a subscription to an adult mag came to me monthly. I then discovered the endless supplies of Field Manuals (hard copy porn) or Training Videos (porn videos) on the island. They were traded like baseball cards. The activities on the island were porn, sex, alcohol, lifting weights, running, scuba and fishing. I picked up on lifting weights, scuba diving and porn.
I came back to the states @ 185 lbs, 13% Body Fat and addicted to porn. My wife thought the porn should stop since she was now available for that release, but I had become distant. The island put a number on my that took years to shake. I continued to watch porn online for years and years and years. She would find it, we would fight, I would quit, then I would go back to porn, she would find it, rinse, later repeat. This went on for about 10 years. Eventually, I had a apifiny/spiritual moment of clarity/etc. Four years ago I had a devotion in church about addiction and admitted my addiction to about 100 people (you could hear a pin drop) and my wife was in the room. I asked for their forgiveness as I had asked the Lord for my forgiveness for this terrible sin against my wife, me, etc. I gave the floor up to other though no one came forward. I then started getting asked about porn by people in church (a lot of people). I was not cast out on my ear, though a few people did treat me differently. I can live with that. Turns out though, my wife did not believe me (which I did not learn until recently).
Four years go by and our sex life is not great. Actually, nothing was great. I figured this is just suppose to be the way things are. I did some reading over Christmas (maybe a bit of mid life crisis too) and decided to make a serious change. In the bible it says we are suppose to love our wives sacrificially. I was in a "me first" mode in our relationship, not a her first mode. So I made some changes. Now, a lot of these changes probably came across as overt sexual advanced out of desperation (which some probably were) but my focus was on her needs, the best way I knew how. At the same time, my wife wanted to start hanging out with the girls. I did not like it but I am suppose to be about her needs. I game on the PC with friends why cant she hang out with her friends. About the 2nd week of February she had a mini breakdown. Asking how long I was going to act like this (the new me). I told her I did not know, but it would be as long as I was capable. I told her I could have been better in the past and I was making every effort to try. Signs then started to appear. She would hide her phone from me, shut down the lid of the laptop, laugh at text messages and not have a why and studded some non-sense reason I would not understand... then the biggie showed up. When I attempted to kiss her, she turned her head. She did this for a week. When I would hug her, she would attempt to squirm away. I confronted her about it, she said something was going on. It was just her. No reason, but she allowed me to kiss and hug her again... but I got a bad look when I did it.
I could feel something was terrible wrong, I was starting to lose sleep. Something was happening. I confronted her in the middle of March, and asked her if she still loved me. She said she did. I told her, if she were any other woman, I would think she was having an affair. But I told her, she was the best woman I could ever hope for... she was to good for that... for us... for our children.
She continued to hang out with her girlfriends every two to three weeks. I could not reach her on her cell or she could not hear me where they were. D-Day -1 she received a cell phone msg and I picked up the phone to bring it to her. It was from a guy and it said "I miss you :(" I started shaking and I asked her about it. She said it was some guy from church band since she had dropped it to work on her masters. That night while she was asleep I searched for this guy on the church directory, nothing.
D-Day (4/17/13)
I did a search, found him on FB and LinkedIn. He absolutely loved everything my wife did. I then hit the phone records online, she was averaging 1700 txt msgs and over 4 hours talk time a month on the phone, since January. Everything came into focus like a sledgehammer to the gut. I threw up in my trashcan at the office.
I called the number, he answered the phone with name from the text message. I asked him to be a gentleman and own up to it what he was going with my wife. He called me a few colorful four letter words and hung up. I called my wife and she, calmly, said she would meet me at home that night. I told her now. I left work and went home, shaking like a leaf.
I confronted her on the couch, she said they had started on Facebook and it went to txt messages. They had met twice but nothing happened. I was a basketcase. Me, Army Veteran, crying like a baby left out in the cold. She was SO calm. I then told her I had contacts and they were securing the txt msg logs for me. I would have them in the morning. I work with computers, skip tracing, phone companies and you can find all sorts of dirt... and she knew it. She turned white. She said she would leave and I could have the kids, she was ashamed. I asked her why she did not come forward, "She wanted to spare me from the pain."
After the kids were in bed we talked some more. They did meet twice, undressed each other and did some heavy petting. I asked her why she did not come clean when she had the chance, "She wanted to spare me from the pain." Like I was not in pain. We talked and I told her I could forgive her, if this was the whole truth. She said it was. I knew everything. Then she asked me what I was going to do with the text messages. I told her I did not trust her. I felt she was holding back. I was going to read them all and if she left out any details, I would find out.
She admitted having sext messages, she sent pictures and she had intercourse with him twice. "She wanted to spare me the pain." Where do they find this line?! Is there a Cheaters Anon they go to!? I could not stop crying, she left the room and turned the lights off on me. I started not to sleep or eat.
I started to eat again after 5 days, but I don't have an appetite. I go until I am exhausted and pray I do not have nightmares about him and her. I have thought about suicide (a permanent solution to temporary problem - I know) or taking something that would allow me to forget or sleep without dreams. That only allows you to escape the handcuffs for a short time, when you come to your senses... low and behold, they are still there.
She called off the affair on D-Day with him over the phone. He called back a few times, sent some text messages that day. Is it real? She says it is over?
In the time since then we have seen the pastor once and talked a great deal. I have the text messages, though I have only read a few of them. It turns out when I stopped using Porn, she did not believe me. When I told her she was the most beautiful woman in the world, I was just lying to get into her pants. I was nothing more than a Friend w/ Benefits we have kids with.
I found out some more in the days to follow. Turns out the sexual encounters were at his sister house, because he did not have a place of his own. My wife went out to eat with him twice. Out to eat wearing our ring! They txted about getting a house together, divorce... I feel like he is stalking me. I mean, him and my wife were sexting/texting in the morning while we were in bed, while she was at work, when she was fixing supper, when we were at relatives house, when we were at church, while watching tv, after making love... HE IS EVERYWHERE!!! When she leaves for work, is she really going? If she is going to the store, is he there too? If they want to contact they can through some unknown email or he can just give her a burner phone. Thinking about it is consuming me, like a wildfire across the prairie.
I could go over to his house, yes I know where he lives, and end him. Break every small bone in his body and make him feel an iota of the pain I feel. That would be a moment of righteousness for an untold amount of suffering (both money and jail time come to mind). Not going to do it. Nice warming fantasy, still not going to do it.
A few key words really send me for a loop: I miss you and spare me the pain seem to be the two right now. Cell phone calls or txt messages are hard to deal with too.
I don't think I can get enough air. It is like every breath is a quarter breath. Sure I can survive, but I am just spent. I read how other people have to deal with this for years and I just don't know how...
How can I feel like this for a year, when I don't want to feel like this today. It is like shell shock. I have been in the trenches so long getting shelled, even when the shelling stops I live in fear of the next one. Will it hit me? Is it going to pass overhead?
I just want to know the whole truth! I just want to know the ground can be solid again! I just want the pain to stop! Please! Please!