but this much I do know: until you let him have it, nothing will change
YES! Yes, yes, yes!
My version of shock and awe went like this, (and I do not recommend this at all if children are in the house).
I made his life EXTREMELY miserable (yes, I screamed for 2 weeks) until he finally told me the full truth, (or his version of it, found out later there was more to come). I had a VAR and I recorded every foul word of what he he did with a low life disease ridden whore. Then I accompanied him to his doc, and I made him tell his doc in front of me what he had done, and why he needed to be tested (this was a second round of STD testing). I insisted he have his doc release his test results to me. (He was clean this time).
Over the course of the next week, I saw the 3 best divorce attorneys in our city. I found out what my rights were, and felt very empowered. I prepared to separate, making copies of all important documents.
Then I packed a bag and left. I left the attorney's business cards laying out by the phone.
Then, I went radio silent. For a week, I did not return his calls or respond in any way.
Then I started answering his calls. I was completely emotionless, and answered with yes and no answers.
He cried, he begged, he became so despondent I actually started to get worried about him.
Unfortunately, I found out that my adult children had caught wind of what was going on, so I made him call my 2 adult children, my BFF, and my brother, and explain to them what he had done, and what a lowlife pig he was. They all listened, and then froze him out.
I went another few weeks freezing him out, and then would answer his calls occasionally.
When I finally agreed to see him in person, he fell to the floor and held my feet and begged and begged for another chance.
I agreed, but only with the understanding that we would attend MC, and that he would read every damn book I put in front of him, and fulfill every requirement I needed for R.
He was to no longer be alone or even converse with ANY woman other than friends of the family, and what he had to do for work.
He agreed to everything, and things went well. Unfortunately, only a few months into R my then 20 yr old bipolar son attempted suicide by throwing himself in front of a car, and was seriously injured, and my healing came to a screetching halt as all of our energies were immediately thrown into dealing with our very ill son. Then I became very ill, and it was all we could do just to keep going.
Sadly, TT came out about a year later that the OW was actually a stripper/whore. That little tidbit set me back once again, but was not a complete deal breaker for me.
I still have not really forgiven him, but our marriage is solid, and I feel I am as happy as is possible given the circumstances. He, however, is ecstatic I am still with him, and he tells me constantly how sorry his, and how much he loves me, and could not go on with out me.