“I can’t wait to be inside you again. xox”
That was it. Those few words and hugs and kisses popped up on my phone as a text from my husband.
6 days ago I was packing for a business trip I was leaving for the next day. Nothing unusual in our house as I travel a lot in my career. My husband (guess now a WH) came in and asked if I needed anything from the drug store as he was going to run out and pick up a few things. “Nope. Had all I needed but thanks for asking.” About 10 minutes later that message pops up on my phone. I can’t even describe what was going through my head when I saw it. How funny he would send me such a message. We are affectionate but he’s pretty straight-laced so the message was strange for him and he certainly hadn’t sent such a text to me before. I was going to text him back but could tell he was texting me when the little bubble showed he was typing but then it stopped and I never got another text from him. It felt like an eternity as I waited to get a follow-up but nothing. It was then I got a punch to the gut. What if this wasn’t meant for me? But who the hell could it be for if not for me? My head was spinning, my gut was tied in a knot and my legs went weak. Not a chance in hell my husband of 6 years was saying something like that to someone else. I couldn’t think straight. My heart was racing and the more time that passed the more panicked I became. I had to talk myself through it and calm down which fortunately or unfortunately is a strong trait of mine…managing to keep a level head.
I decided I would not reply and see how he was when he got back. I would pretend like I hadn’t seen it even though I felt myself withering inside. It was all I could do to keep from hyperventilating when about 30 minutes later I heard him pull in. I acted like I was putting the final touches in my suitcase when he came in but I could absolutely tell that he was worried about something but he never said anything, just asked me if I was done packing but as I looked at him to answer he wouldn't look me in the eye. At that moment I think I knew. That text was meant for someone else. I was in a complete fog, light-headed and thought I could easily pass out. His quiet demeanor and hesitation told me all I needed to know. I mustered all the strength I had and kept my cool and didn’t say a word. In my head I was telling myself that if I played my hand right, I could act like I never saw it and then try to piece anything together that might point to him cheating and finding out who that text was meant for because I had absolutely no idea. I then took a shower and literally let myself freak out alone in the shower. Fuck! I was leaving for a trip the next morning and of course at the end of my work week he was flying in to join me so we could start a vacation from there as I was working in Europe for the week. We had been looking forward to this trip for months!
Guess what? When I got out of the shower, he was in the living room watching tv. I noticed my phone had been moved, he actually plugged it in for me to charge, and when I picked it up to look at it...message gone! Deleted! SOB!!! I think he actually thought I didn’t see it. So I think he thinks he got away with it. His first mistake! Well, second really, at least that I knew of so far. I joined him in the living room and yep...he was back to normal and thought he pulled the wool over my eyes. I was dying inside.
That night while he’s sleeping, I get up and take his phone because of course I can’t get one wink of sleep with my mind spinning. I take his phone, which we never lock because that’s not the kind of relationship we have, and I see nothing unusual but he still has the text he sent to me so I get my phone and take a pic of it since he had deleted mine. I knew everyone he has a text history with and a quick review of each convo didn’t show anything unusual. I checked pics and nothing unusual but I scanned pretty quickly. I was so nervous because I felt so uncomfortable checking his phone that I gave up and put the phone back. Because I couldn’t sleep, I then grabbed my laptop and started googling how to find cheating evidence and came across this site. I was dumbfounded this even existed and I felt myself falling apart as I read some of the stories. I am sorry you (we) are all here. One of the first things I read was the common practice of checking cell phone bills so I pulled up our account, which I never looked at after setting it up for auto-pay years ago, I checked his call and text log. Yep, you guessed it. There it was…repeated calls and texts to one number I didn’t know. My heart sank. I started to lose it and sobbed as quietly as I could so I wouldn’t wake him. I could feel my heart breaking right then and there. I didn’t know who he was calling and texting but with the frequency and the length of time (I went back 5 months to when it seemed to start) I knew all I needed to know. Still, I wanted more evidence before I dealt with him. I didn’t know who this person was and I wanted desperately to know. I did a reverse look-up but nothing came up.
Today I’m writing this while in the midst of my work trip. I have been so busy, thankfully, that I haven’t been able to really do much to get more info but what I have done is pretty much gone NC with WH and I can tell that is freaking him out as this is highly unusual that I don’t communicate with him….as in never. He is texting me frequently and tries to call but I haven’t been answering so he called my office to check on me (he knows some of my colleagues well enough) and one sent me a text saying he called her and wanted to make sure I was OK because he couldn’t reach me. I told her I was just busy and I would call him but I haven’t. I’m freaking out because he is due to join me soon but I just can’t bring myself to reply to him and his texts are getting more worried. There is no way I want to go on vacation with him now with what I have uncovered. There is no way I want to either pretend all is OK or hash it out during the wonderful vacation we have been planning for months. I am actually tempted to cancel his ticket so he can’t get here. I am the one who booked everything and if I cancelled his ticket, he would show up at airport and then really know something was very wrong when he realized his ticket was canceled. Half of me wants to really mind fuck him that bad. I do know I have to speak to him eventually but I want to be ready on my own terms.
Here’s the thing – we have both always been clear from the start – cheating means it’s over! He was more emphatic than I was, in fact it really is his rule and I just said I felt the same but truth is I do feel the same. I just don’t think it’s that hard to end one relationship before starting the next one. As for being cheated on, been there done that, barely survived it (tough divorce) and don’t want to go through that again. End of story. This is a 2nd marriage for both of us. We have 3 kids between us, his and mine, all grown and I really felt I found my forever companion. We are both gainfully employed, educated, well traveled and I really thought we were so lucky to have found each other. I am absolutely dumfounded why he is doing this but I am also hurt beyond belief. I have been reading more stories on here and using some of the advice given to try to find more info but at this stage, like I said I am so busy, my heart hurts and is heavy and I’m actually numb and feel a bit stuck on what to do next. I can’t stand the ideal of having to deal with this but I know I will have to.
So, at this point I know he knows something is up because of my silence. When I left for the trip, I was quiet the next morning, he asked me if everything was OK and I just said I felt blue but was also thinking about all the meetings I had planned for the week. He asked why I was blue and I said I couldn’t really put my finger on it but something just seemed off and left it at that. My uber ride came soon after, I gave him a pretty emotionless hug and then quietly cried all the way to the airport. (Poor uber driver.) WH texted hoping I was ok, wishing me a safe trip and said he was excited for our vacation. Yeah, whatever.
Tonight I finally have some time to breathe and I realize I am heartbroken. I have barely eaten, can hardly focus in my meetings and there is a constant pit in my stomach that won’t go away. I can’t think of a soul I want to talk to and I have a ton of girlfriends but I am not ready to have those conversations. I feel stuck because I know once it comes out, the beginning of the end starts….the clock starts ticking. One thing I keep coming back to is the “deal” we struck – cheating means the end and sadly, that is exactly how I feel. Is it weird that right now the details aren’t even top of mind? I struggle to understand his why. I honestly have been looking for those clues in hindsight but I’m just not seeing them. We dated for 2.5 years after meeting online and we had pretty much an instant connection. The relationship is pretty balanced. We still “date” all the time because come on, isn’t that why you want a relationship mid-life when the kids are out of the house? I wanted a companion, he wanted a companion and we still do things together regularly – travel, go dancing, movies, hike, go out on our boat and enjoy each other’s company. As I write those things I am sad that I think that is all over. I’ll have to start over. Without him.
A couple of times I have been tempted to send him the pic I took of that painful, awful, crushing text along with a screen shot of the phone bills that I keep pulling up. Yep, he keeps texting her and the worst part is I see a text to me followed by one to whoever she is, then one to me and on and on. I am crying now as I write this. I am dying to know what he is saying to her and what her replies are and at the same time I hope I never know. For some reason I can’t find the nerve, strength or whatever I need to push send on that email with the evidence I have. I hover over the send button and then walk away. I want to know if he has “been inside her…again” yet although I’m pretty sure I know the answer. (The “again” stabs straight through my chest.) Was it in our bed? Did she run over as soon as I left? Did he run to her? With as much as I travel, do they play house when I’m away? A big part of me just doesn’t want to hear the lies and stumbling over himself once I play my cards. He’ll know upfront I’m not playing stupid but I also know he is one to somewhat shut down when confronted. Too bad this time. He’ll have one chance to lay it out for me with total honesty or he’ll never get the chance. I’ll shut down access to me instantly. I don’t even know if he’ll care but I’m not going to be played for a fool.
So, tonight the big question is to cancel his flight or not. After writing this out, I really feel that is what I need to do. I’ll cancel but stay on here as planned then change up the trip itinerary in case he rebooks and comes to find me. Doubtful though. I need to clear my head. Look inside myself and decide what I’m willing to accept and how best to stand up for myself. I was a good wife. I am a good wife. We have a healthy sex life, we are both tactile, we laugh, we don’t have to face many of the challenges other couples do with raising young kids, financial hardship or any of that. We always said we were blessed it was so easy. Maybe easy is boring for him?
I am sorry this is so long but my head and heart are spinning. Writing has helped me think through it a bit. Thank you for giving me a safe place to do that. I’m so tired but I can’t sleep so I just keep thinking but this has somehow really helped. I could surely use advice so please tell me…what would you fine people do if you were in my position? Thank you for reading all the way through this. I really am so very tired now. I hope I can sleep.
WH just texted again. “I know you’re probably asleep with the time difference but I am so very worried right now. Please call me.” All I can think is I wonder what his next text to her will say. Maybe he doesn’t have to text her. Maybe she’s there with him.