Not sure I should post here, since it's been a couple of months since I found out. But I figured it would be helpful for folks to have a reference point in case I posted in other forums. I'm so thankful I found this site!
I discovered something was amiss near the end of September. We were traveling and I had to use WH's laptop and saw a suspicious email. At that time, I thought it was an EA, as I thought the OW lived in another state. That was easily the most painful moment in my life...reading my hubby tell another woman he loved her. WH assured me no PA had occurred. At that time, a false R started...complete with blame shifting and major defensiveness. I demanded NC and transparency. Apparently the first was easier than the second, which kept my guard up. WH did finally begrudgingly give me passwords, and I would keep finding odd things--but when I'd ask, I'd get more defensiveness. Finally, on D-Day, I demanded he hand over his cell. I was looking for clarification on a weird hotel survey, but instead found a text convo with his best friend...where they were joking about how messed up it was that his wife's friend who he'd screwed was babysitting our kids overnight while we went out for our anniversary. That is easily the most horrifying moment in my life.
Even then, he denied...told me I was crazy. It was a joke. I had email confirmation from my friend in less than 5 mins tho--she was so sorry, it was only once. He'd told her we had an open marriage.
I kicked him out that day. We texted later, and I told him he owed me full truth. At that time, he admitted to having sex with my friend, another ONS on a work trip, and a LTA with a girl he met off the Internet.
We spent a few days apart, then agreed to talk more and consider trying to R. I insisted on NC, which he agreed to and has honored. But during the false R, there was a bit of minimal contact (not really with LTA OW, but with a fourth woman he was texting constantly, and another woman he tried to have sex with on a trip but it fell through.)
I also asked for transparency again, and at that time, he agreed and gave me passwords to all of his active accounts. He also installed spyware on his phone, and started IC. Started MC in Nov.
But still, the TT. Not about sex partners, but just about everything else--like his AM and other dating accounts, the email account he used for them (and tried to delete when I found the account), whether or not he ever met anyone else on AM (he did--3 different girls for coffee), the extent on the LTA, specific outings with the LTA OW, etc, etc.
I *think* this finally came to an end the weekend before Christmas. I lost it when yet another new thing came to light. At that time, he did more research, read how damaging TT is, and finally came clean on the details.
Right around that time, I realized what a messed up person the OW is. She commented on hubby's FB off and on for the entire year--noting the shirt he wore in one photo (it came from a race they did together), commenting on photos of our kids. She also left a really nasty review on a book I wrote...months before it debuted. I always thought it felt personal and weird...turns out, I was right in thinking that. If this experience has taught me anything, it's always trust your gut. That was also one of the most painful betrayals, for some weird reason--knowing that WH had allowed her to friend him and basically try to humiliate me right under my nose. That seems almost more disrespectful and cruel than the rest to me. Isn't that bizarre?
Despite how painful the truth was (the LTA was more extensive than I thought), it's also a huge relief. The pervasive sinking feeling in my gut has dissipated so much, and all of his defensiveness is gone. No more telling me that my digging is what's keeping us from moving forward. No more angry outbursts. Only patience and remorse.
It doesn't make any of this easy, but it definitely makes it a little less crazy-making.
Still hurting, still having anxiety issues and occasional panic attack. My self-esteem has taken a huge beating, and I no longer feel safe. Many days, it's a challenge just to get out of bed. I had no idea something like this could be so utterly devastating.
If you'd asked me before if I'd ever stay with my husband under these circumstances, I would have laughed. I love him, we have kids, and I think we have the potential to have a much better, even amazing marriage, if we can live through this. Some moments, it's just so incredibly hard.
Sorry for the babble-a-thon---thanks for reading.