The background:
Together for 13 years, married for 9. No kids. Met in Canada, then lived in Asia for 6 years, New Zealand for 3 and currently back in Asia. Originally followed my job but last two spots were really about optimising both our jobs (so we both gave a little).
Both worked demanding jobs with global roles, both while competing at elite level in sport up until a couple of years ago. Would train together when our seasons intersected and both enjoyed that. Had amazing vacations all over the world, loved travelling together. Never had any 'real' fights at all. Had differing sex drives, mine higher, which was our only real issue (at least to my knowledge). Just this last year or so had decided we would try for a kid, something I had always resisted - I will admit I agreed to it somewhat reluctantly.
Beginning of October, a day after our 9th wedding anniversary (where we had a great night out an amazing restaurant), two days before our vacation, and after breakfast my wife turned to me and said, "I think we should break up". I laughed and said "Fuck off, quit joking." She responded that she wasn't joking and also that she had fucked her ex-boyfriend while she was overseas looking after her father (recovering from some heart issues). Said he had contacted her on FB when he found out she was in town, wanted to show her his new car, and they then agreed to go for a hike. Then the day she was leaving to fly, they got together and shagged. Said it was a one-time thing, it was stupid, etc. She then finished with saying I was her best friend but that she now felt the marriage was a sham and wasn't committed to it.
I have been explicitly clear at all points that fucking someone other than me was a no go. I told her to get out, to which she responded she thought that was what I would say and so had booked a serviced apartment for the month. I went and walked around for a couple of hours and she was gone when I got back. A couple of days later I went on our vacation by myself, though met up with several friends there for week.
She contacted me a couple of days later wanting to talk about our 'feelings about the situation' and what were going to do. I told her I will only discuss what we are going to do with our finances and assets. We met, I provided her an agenda for how the discussion was going to go, and we discussed how we would split our cash, investment and real estate holdings. I told her we can apply for immediate divorce if she admits adultery, otherwise we need to be separated for a year - don't think she liked that option. Also told her I wanted her to get an STD test. She cried a lot, I gritted my teeth so hard I think I cracked a molar. as it's hurt ever since.
She has only told her family we are breaking up, with no details of why, and no one knows anything else. My family and friends all know the whole story and have been very supportive - unfortunately my best friends live in other countries. Conveniently, my parents had a trip booked to visit us and so they've been with me for the past few weeks.
But I feel like my whole life has imploded. The first few weeks I honestly don't think I could believe it. I'd be out training and just start crying. I would actually just laugh to myself about how unreal this all was. I still struggle at times to believe that I am alone.
I also struggle to understand how she could do this to me, to us. I know it doesn't really matter 'why'. She did it, and she knew how I would take that. I'm certain there were things I could have done better in the relationship, but I was kind, loving, generous, incredibly supportive of her in sport and work. She was never good at communicating her feelings, consistent with the rest of her family. So my not knowing this was going down does not imply I'm completely unobservant.
I think I'm transitioning from disbelief to anger, interspersed with epic sadness. I really did think we were always going to be together, I thought she was the love of my life. I thought people in relationships were supposed to discuss their problems and try to work through them - that at least the relationship, and each other, deserved that much respect. I was wrong about her, about our relationship, about our future. And I feel incredibly betrayed, I thought this was a team effort. And that hurts.
I don't know why I'm telling a bunch of people I've never met about this. I suppose it's somewhat because I've read quite a bit on here over the last few days and don't want to feel that I'm just taking without giving. Though what I'm giving other than my sorrow download I can't be certain. Maybe it's because I know she'll be back from her 3 week work trip and I expect there will be contact. And I know that will be very, very hard. Maybe I'm also just writing this so I can see it all in one place instead of swirling about in my head. Thanks for giving me the airtime.