So, I’ve been married for 27 years. My wife and I have had ups and downs like any marriage. I never expected to be in a situation like this, and quite frankly, I’m not even sure I’m close to recognizing just how far down the rabbit hole this marriage has gone.
About 18 months ago my wife made the decision to get healthy. She was 49 and wanted to drop some weight and get fit for her 50th birthday. We joined a gym and she really started taking the initiative to hit her goals. She even hired a personal trainer and started working with a dietician to make significant lifestyle changes. Over the course of the first several months, all of her work paid off. She was looking and feeling better. She was starting to gain some confidence and really making great strides.
I made my first mistake not showing her that I noticed the progress. I didn’t repeatedly tell her how good she looked, and how proud I was of her, even though I did notice and I was definitely proud of her.
I started noticing that she was starting to spend a lot of time on her phone, texting or playing games. On occasions when I’d glance at her phone to see who she was texting, she’d subtly turn it so I couldn’t see the phone. She started sleeping with the phone pretty much under her pillow. She’d get notifications all hours of the night, saying it was game updates. I’d occasionally see them pop up on the screen and sure enough, it was game notifications. But she was getting more and more secretive with the phone, and as she did I started to realize something wasn’t right.
Over the course of the next few months this continued. All the while, she’d keep up her routine at the gym immediately after work. I started monitoring her movement using the god tracker on her phone. I felt guilty because her phone was pretty much always where she was supposed to be, and I started thinking I’d been misreading the situation. Then one Day I came home from the store and she had pulled into the garage about five minutes before I got there. I walked into the garage to say hello when I heard a guys voice over her car stereo. She was talking to someone when I walked up. No biggie, until I tapped on the window. The look of panic on her face triggered alarm bells. Then she did this wave off telling me to go away.
Up to this point, I wasn’t monitoring phone bills or trying to track her activities online, or anything like that. But that incident triggered me to start looking at phone bills. I immediately found a series of calls and text messages going back 3-4 months to a specific number in California (we live in FL). I’m tech savvy enough to do some digging. I managed to find out who this guy was, what he did for a living, his address, his family situation. The volume off calls was ridiculous. Dozens of calls back and forth a day, some lasting almost 90 minutes. They’d start sometimes at 3 or 4 in the morning and end around the time she’d get home from the gym. That’s when the texting would pick up and go until all hours of the night.
I needed to confront her, but I didn’t know what I was going to expose. I had not context other than call and text logs. I’m not stupid. I had a good idea of what was going on, so I decided to ask. An opportunity presented itself when she left her phone in my truck by mistake the week before Christmas last year. When I realized she’d left it, I grabbed it to ring it to her, and a text message notification came through from this guy.
I handed her the phone and asked her who he was. I got the typical “Just a friend, why?” I don’t think she realized just how much I already knew about this guy, or the extent of their contact. So, I told her that I’d gone through the phone bills, had found a call that corresponded with the time she waved me off in the garage, and then had a chance to see just how extensive their volume of communication was.
She suddenly just went into tears saying that there was nothing going on. It was a guy she’d met through one of the games she played on her phone. He was encouraging her on her fitness journey and paying her compliments where I wasn’t when she felt she needed support.
It was a clever attempt to dismiss the whole thing as a friendship that only developed because I wasn’t telling her she was looking good. I never realized how vain she was until all of this happened.
The waterworks were non stop for a while. I was genuinely hurt because this was a person I trusted most in this world, and she was carrying on this friendship in secret. We spent the next few days talking and trying to figure this out. She finally admitted that she had started to develop feelings for the guy, and realized what she could lose, and was trying to find a way to get out of it when I confronted her.
It took a few months, but I was determined to keep our marriage and to do everything I could to reset our relationship and move forward. She seemed to be more attentive, and was working on being better with communication.
Fast forward to early May. I was working from home when my wife’s iPad started ringing like someone was pinging it. I went and grabbed it, and opened the thing up. Not sure what set the chime off, but I immediately noticed that my wife had synced her phone to the iPad. It had all of her text messages and FaceTime history. I opened the messaging tool and immediately recognized a phone number. I was relieved when I saw the last message in there lined up with the day I confronted her in December. Then I started scrolling. The content of those text messages made me physically ill.
They were sexting almost daily. What was worse for her, and horrifying for me was that there were pictures and videos each of them had done. Conversations about the FaceTime sessions they’d done early in the mornings as she was getting ready for work. Very intimate conversations about their feelings for each other, but the realization that they lived a continent apart, so it would probably never be anything more than it was. I couldn’t get the words or the images out of my head, and what’s worse is that I stumbled across all of this stuff 5 minutes before she got home from the gym. I decided to wait to confront her until I had a chance to process what I had found, and to make sure I had the complete picture. The fact that it had stopped when ii confronted her was encouraging, but it didn’t ease the pain when I saw the depth of this relationship.
I decided to look at some of the other numbers on her text log. I cross checked them to see who they were. Most were co workers while a couple were friends. But, there was another number that was from the Seattle area. I opened it up, and she had started chatting with another guy early this year. It was a brief excursion. The content started to get flirtatious, but I think she realized I was checking logs and she stopped it.
I ended up confronting her again. I was heartbroken. She hadn’t just lied, she had completely betrayed me and our vows. This wasn’t just a friendship. This was for all intents and purposes an affair. On top of that, after it ended, she started up again with someone else.
She was shocked that I had found this stuff, and begged me to delete the pictures and videos (I didn’t). She begged me for forgiveness. She finally came clean about that relationship after she realized the jig was up. Better late than never I suppose. Once again, she begged me to forgive her and used the fact that we had been working through this and making progress. When I asked about the second guy, she had no explanation. None.
I love my wife, but this revelation has really hit me hard. I knew this was probably happening when I initially discovered this back in December. But part of me was willing to bury my suspicions in order to save our marriage. That changed with the new reality. We are trying to work this out in some fashion, but as I’ve continued peeling back the layers on this , I found that she was communicating with at least one other guy via Facebook. This guy was in Canada. I asked her about this guy the other day. Another friend. Go figure.
I started going back over the call/text logs, and I found a few numbers that had a flurry of texts in March/April both guys were around her age, and both are actually here in Florida. Neither is close enough to think anything happened in person, but at this point who knows? I suppose anything is possible. All I know is that she’s been using her phone games like a personal match.com.
So, now I have a track record of almost serial efforts to talk to other men. I have documented proof that she’s having more intimate conversations than she has admitted to multiple times. I’m stuck trying to decide what my next step should be. I would love to get past this and repair the damage done, but I’m now at the point where I’ve got so much bouncing around in my head that I’m struggling to find a pathway to any kind of reconciliation. We are basically living in the same house and existing individually since I found out about the last guy. I’m at a loss for knowing what to say to her. I’m afraid to dig anymore. I know asking her if there are others is probably only going to spark more lies.
I needed to vent. I know it’s War and Peace as far as posts go, but thanks for easing if you made it this far.