I've been putting this post off for two weeks now. It has been close to 2 months since DDay, so I've had some time to start sorting things out. And sorry for the long post, I never thought I would write this much.
First, the lead up to DDay:
We have been together for 16 years. Met in college and things were great. Married in 2010. The slow decline started around 2012. The last 2 years were pretty crappy sprinkled with a few very bright moments. We found ourselves in a vicious cycle of lashing out at each other with the sole intent of emotionally hurting the other one (infrequently, so it was hard to see the pattern until after the affair).
November 2015, she lashed out and really wounded me deeply. We found out she was pregnant a few days later. We were very happy, but the hurt stayed with me. New Years Day was met with bad news, she had a miscarriage. About 10 days later, there was an argument and it was my turn to lash out back at her (I know, it's strange how often the ones we love are the ones we choose to hurt). She was still grieving the loss of the pregnancy. It's hard to admit, but it's the facts.
I recognized what I had done fairly quickly. I immediately embarked on a self help mission to work to make myself a better person. I tried to talk to her about it, but she shut me out emotionally. Our communication was just: how is your day, I saw this in the news, etc.
Her emotional affair with the OM started around this time (January), they were good friends at work but no real borders had been crossed. Their workplace is terrible and she started to look to him to commiserate about conditions there. They would hang out together doing menial things. They had great conversations and eventually the topic of my relationship with her came up. She spent time building an EA with the OM.
In February or early March, I was going to bring up the topic of communication and ask if she even wanted to remain together. However, the next day there was a serious family emergency that lasted from that time to September. She took time off, FMLA, to help. I did what I could to help. But the emotional distance between us made my efforts seem futile. I really felt alone in the world. Eventually, I started staying home more to "take care of the house." Things got better in the early days of August, though the family member would stay in the hospital until September (I'd finally have the talk about our relationship in October).
She had been texting OM more and more. Finally, she went back to work in August when the family member had a good prognosis. The OM asked her to help get supplies from the supply closet and he initiated a kiss there. Her first response was why did you do that. But then she kissed him back. They worked off hours and would have sex in the parking lot at work. They occasionally did it at home too. She was deeply emotionally connected to him. I had strong suspicions after a few weeks, but no evidence. I had chosen to trust her integrity and loyalty because she prided herself on it in the past. However, that trust didn't stop the feelings of outright rejection or change the fact the anxiety from those feelings ruined sleep (I'd get 2 hours a night).
She blew off everything. Her CCs, friends, and me. She was reckless, having unprotected sex and trusting the pull out method without birth control. One time I caught her texting something in his native language to him. She said it was a pet name and that other coworkers did the same. I had no other evidence so I took her word for it.
Backing up a bit, she became pregnant in September (it's mine, it sucks to have to take a paternity test). Our sex life was really terrible at this point and our relationship was somehow worse; but all I could think about was her emotions and well being. That was one of my bigger flaws. I'd put her needs above my well being (not anymore, first thing I changed). She wanted to try for a kid, and I still couldn't tell her about how I felt because I needed to keep her emotions and self esteem positive while the family member was still recovering. No matter how much it hurt me.
I finally had the relationship conversation with her in early October. I told her we weren't really in a relationship, that I was just there. She needed to work on things with me. She stayed silent, just an ok as a response. By January, she had not responded. Things did not change. I started planning for divorce. I found a guide on how to file everything. However, I couldn't do anything yet, I needed a promotion to afford to live on my own and a support group. I started to work on it.
Around February, she slowly started to open up to me emotionally. I decided that I would complete all the paperwork but not file yet. I was going to wait a week after she gave birth and ask her if she wanted to divorce or work on our relationship. We started talking more and things started getting better. At this point, she had been having conversations with OM about how the affair was unfair to me and he would lecture her that she needed to be a better wife and do the right thing (wierd, right?). They eventually ended it around the April 20th. He stopped all contact with her. She called him a few times a day and continued to text him at a quick pace, but he ignored her. (Proof verified, checked phone bill and her email)
The week of DDAY was hard.
Sunday- call from her Dr. saying go to hospital, her labs showed great risk to her and the unborn child. Go to ER, everything fine again. Sent home. Family member on my side diagnosed with lymphoma
Monday- Her blood pressure was up, to the ER again. And home again
Tuesday- told she will likely give birth Sunday. Child expected to be in NICU for 3-8 weeks.
Weds- Aced my big test for license for promotion at work.
Thur- Confirmed Sunday inducing labor (6 weeks early) Wife crying hysterically, everyone told us when a child is born, you don't get time back, take as much time off as needed. She was afraid she would get no time at home with our child, that the kid would be in the hospital for 8 weeks. I talked her down. She was Ok.
Friday: 5/5 DDAY
I convinced her to go to watch a movie so we could enjoy time together. After the movie, at home, I had a chance to check her email (we have always had each other's passwords. I had checked once a month because I suspected something). I found a sent email confirming the affair. He had stopped contact and she had sent a last email in hopes he would respond. The email said she understood that the physical relationship had to end but she wanted to keep the emotional aspect. I showed my wife the email. She said it was only kissing. I responded by saying just her name, in a sad, dejected tone.
She told me the truth at that point. I really wanted to hurt her (emotionally). I wanted to ask her questions with no answer, to swear at her, to yell. But i knew that would do me no good in the long run. It took 5 hours and pauses between questions, but i kept a cool head and asked everything I could. Where, when, why, how, how long, etc. She answered every question without lying. I asked for details, frequency, etc. There was no hesitation, no cover... only straight forward answers.
She told me she felt relieved I knew. She was overwhelmed with guilt the entire time. She hated the affair and knew it was wrong. She was torn between 2 people she loved. She said she was willing to die in childbirth. She said the complicated pregnancy was her punishment for the affair. I talked her out of those last 2 thoughts. She wanted our child to grow up in a happy household. I told her it is not her choice anymore.
Child was born 5/9.
It just really sucks. I'm pretty calm emotionally, but I can't yet see the light at the end of the tunnel. The old relationship is gone, the person I love is gone, and thoughts of the affair run through my head nearly daily
I've had my STD test- all clear.