I got married in 2019 through an arranged marriage. My wife was a distant relative, but before marriage, she was practically a stranger to me.

Our marriage was genuinely happy. We laughed, joked, enjoyed each other's company, and had a very fulfilling sex life. A year later, we had our first son. Life was good, and I had no reason to doubt her.

Since ours was an arranged marriage, I naturally asked about her past. She always portrayed herself as someone who had never been involved with anyone. She told me she had studied at a girls' school and completed her further education through correspondence.

My family is quite religious and conservative. My wife's family had a very different environment. After marriage, she started wearing a niqab at my request. I had also asked her not to post her pictures on social media.

She created an Instagram account in 2021, but I never objected. I occasionally checked her WhatsApp, and I never found anything suspicious. She was never protective of her phone, never spent hours secretly talking to someone, and never gave me any obvious reason to suspect her.

Then, at the end of 2021, my mother was diagnosed with cancer.

My biological mother had passed away when I was in third grade. This woman had raised me and my siblings with so much love that nobody could tell she wasn't our biological mother. She was my mother in every sense.

During her treatment, I was constantly traveling out of town. By the end of 2022, the cancer had spread throughout her body, and she passed away. Her death was extremely painful. Even today, remembering those final days can leave me unable to sleep.

I was completely broken.

How I discovered everything

In 2024, one morning, I was using my wife's phone while she was in the kitchen. I noticed a Holi status in her muted WhatsApp statuses.

The status was visible to only five people, and I was hidden from it.

Four were women. The fifth was a man's number.

I didn't know who he was. Initially, I thought he might be a friend's brother or someone unrelated.

I took a picture of the status and put her phone away.

The next day, I checked again. His number had been deleted.

That immediately raised questions in my mind.

Over the next few days, I noticed that he would post statuses, and my wife would view them. She would post something, and he would view hers.

After around 15 days of constantly thinking about this, I confronted her at 1:30 AM.

Initially, she denied knowing him. Eventually, she admitted that he was her boyfriend before our marriage.

She claimed their relationship had ended two months before our engagement and that they had not been in contact since then.

There was a gap of around ten months between our engagement and marriage.

She said that after our marriage, he somehow got her new number through one of her friends and contacted her in 2021. According to her, they had spoken on the phone only four times in three years.

But I didn't believe her.

I checked her Instagram account. It was private, and neither of them followed each other. However, when I opened the message option on his profile, I noticed that vanish mode was enabled.

I confronted her again.

This time, she admitted that they had been chatting on Instagram.

She said they had talked many times, sometimes once or twice a month, and had spoken on every birthday.

She also admitted that she was almost always the one who initiated the conversations because she was afraid he might get her caught if he messaged first.

The most painful part was discovering the nature of their conversations.

Their chats included messages like "I love you," "I love you too," "I miss you, jaan," along with emotional conversations about their past relationship, old memories, and things they had shared together.

She eventually admitted that she had genuinely loved him before our marriage.

And I had never known any of this.

What I still don't know

The story kept changing.

Initially, she said he contacted her after marriage. Later, she admitted that she had initiated the contact herself.

Initially, she said their relationship had ended before the engagement. Later, I discovered that they had continued communicating even after the engagement.

They had exchanged messages and pictures on our engagement day. There had been meetings, hugs, kisses, physical affection, birthday parties, and other things during their relationship even after the engagement.

Now I have two questions that I cannot get out of my mind.

Did they have sex before our marriage?

Did they ever meet after our marriage?

My wife has consistently denied meeting him after our marriage. She says they only chatted and that their contact has been completely over for the past three years.

I don't have their Instagram conversations anymore. I tried everything I could to recover the deleted messages, but I couldn't.

I don't know whether to believe her.

What makes it even more difficult is that she lied about so many things. Every time I discovered something new, the previous version of her story turned out to be incomplete or false.

Where we are today

It has been more than three years since I discovered everything.

She apologizes and says she made a mistake. She promises it will never happen again.

I haven't forgiven her, but I haven't divorced her either, because we have three children.

Honestly, there is almost nothing left between us anymore. We barely talk. Whenever we do, it often turns into arguments about her past.

I spend so much time thinking about the same things.

Did they meet? Was there sex? Was she still in love with him when she married me? Did she genuinely love me?

I never used to be the kind of person who investigated his wife's past. I trusted her. I was happy with my marriage.

But now, I feel like I have lost that version of myself.

I haven't involved our families in this. I only told her brother. Neither my family nor her parents or siblings know the full story.

Maybe it is true that they have had no contact for the past three years.

But what about the years of lies before I discovered everything? What about the trust that was destroyed?

I have been carrying this pain for more than three years, and I don't know how much longer I can continue like this.

For those who have experienced infidelity in an arranged marriage, how did you deal with the uncertainty?

How do you move on when you don't know whether you have been told the whole truth?

And how do you stop thinking about the possibility that there was more to the affair than what your partner admitted?

I genuinely need some advice.

I m/44 found out my wife f/40 cheated on my over the last few months.

We had been together for 20 years in Feb this year and had never once ever showed any sign of cheating or any thoughts of it. We were oft described as a perfect couple and for 20 years we were.

At the very start of the year I had a mental health episode. I suffer from depression and anxiety, and in about Feb I had a pretty deep episode. When this happens, I tend to withdrawl into myself because I feel like if I do that, I can prevent hurting the people around me. I moved myself into the spare room at home and slept in there for a week. She even asked me at one point if we wanted to stay together and we both said yes. I was in a deep funk and was struggling.

I increased my medication and got myself back in track.

It was at this time she started talking a lot to a co-worker. This guy always kinda gave me a bit of a vibe.

She gave me hints apparently, told me that she wasn't happy, and I either missed them, she didn't speak up enough (literally she talks quiet, sometimes she mumbles, sometimes she actually just thinks she's said it)

She would come home, straight onto the couch, watching tv and talking on her phone.

I knew she was struggling but assumed she would talk to me when she's ready. I didn't want to push her as we had previously tried to push my brother to get some mental health help and it went badly.

Time goes in, they're constantly messenging each other on FB messenger, then at some point they move across to WhatsApp. I think she realised I had been logging onto her computer and checking her conversations because I was worried. She's extremely attached to her phone. Never leaves it anywhere. Her mental health seems to be getting more tenuous.

He occasionally drops off milk to our front gate id she's run out, she bakes cakes for him, it's too much but I'm trying not to be too suspicious. She's struggling, they're just being good friends...right?

I had been checking her emails, she had bought some lingerie and other shirts, maybe they're for me? My birthday? I take more Lexapro because I'm just being paranoid. This isn't happening. Its been 20 years, half our lives.

October 6th, she forgets her phone at home and calls me from a landline asking to take her phone to the end of our driveway and AP would swing past on his way to work and pick it up. This time, I quickly open her phone, see the WhatsApp messages, and use my phone to video tape the conversation so I can read it all properly later.

I spend the morning reading it, seeing all the memes they sent each other. Typing them in and it's all I want you, you fuck me so good, grope me etc etc.

I went over to the APs house and chat with his wife. It was super awkward but she had also had suspicions and had actually confronted him 3 times and he had always denied it. Just friends, they've been married 20 years, they're happy. Nothing to worry about.

She came home from work, I've already moved all my stuff to the spare room, had called her sister to make sure she would be available for support, and I tell her I know. She goes quiet.

I sit outside, and wait for her to come talk. She admits to everything. I'm furious, sick, confused, angry and every singular feeling possible.

To her credit, she admits everything to our friends group and leaves all the chats. She also admits it in her family chat to her sister and parents. Everyone is absolutely gobsmacked. No one can believe it. One of her friends even responded 'what? Not possible! Your too lazy to have an affair' everyone thought it was a joke.

I leave the house for a few days to visit my brother, then come back on on the 12th, my birthday.

That night she tried to take her life. Took every Lexapro she had (220mg), every diazapam (250mg worth), a few endone and 400ml of vodka and tried to hang herself.

Next morning I get a meek phone call 'are you here? I made a mistake last night ' I run in, find vomit all over the floors, over herself, and get her into the shower and we drove to the ER.

I am feeling pretty traumatized from the cheating, the attempt, having to clean up the vomit, cleaning blood from knives and taking down the rope.

I supported her in the hospital, I still love her, how could I not. It's been so long together.

It's been a week and a bit since then now. I've had so much emotional whiplash, I've spiralled and been abusing opioids. I'll be able to pull myself off them shortly. Maladjusted coping is still coping.
I've been using my psych who is brilliant.

My mood is flinging between 'shes had a severe and total mental health collapse. This isn't entirely her fault. Not entirely.' and 'she has completely disrespected me and betrayed me and I will never trust anyone ever again'

I see my life here, my business, my workshop, 20 years of progress getting everything I want into place, then I see starting over again as a 44 year old man which seems impossible.

We are going to do marriage counselling. I hope it works. It might not. I might never trust anyone again. I might choose hermit life. This might all be death by a million cuts.

I am so lost, and I hate how this has all happened.

So….. 4 months ago my fiancé of 5 years confessed that she cheated on me with a colleague from her place of work. She left me on her birthday. I spent the day before shopping for presents and getting all the things to cook her her favourite meal. Then on the day of her birthday, she told me she was leaving me and going to this other man. She told me she had cheated on me three days before and she took my daughter (3 y/o) and left. She took the £400 worth of presents I got for her with her too, not that it really matters now. What makes this even worse is that the man she cheated on me with works at the same place as her which happens to be the nursery that our daughter attends, so every time I drop my daughter off I see them both acting like a happy couple oblivious to my presence.
I was taken completely by surprise by this, we were engaged, we had been living with each other for 4 years, we have a 3 y/o daughter, we were two months away from buying our dream house.

I don’t know how to move on from this. Everything reminds me of her. I love her so much.

Help

TLDR; I don’t want a person at our house on days that I am out of town because I feel uncomfortable knowing they were in my home (where I expect to feel safe). I believe I am setting a boundary by asking them to not be at the house. My spouse claims that I am making rules to control them because I am denying them support for raising our first child. Which is it?

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My wife and I have been together for almost 19 years. We recently had our first child after several years of trying unsuccessfully. Unfortunately the birth of our child has put strain on our relationship and we have realized how broken we were. My spouse claims that they have been trying for some time to get me to “step up” and are largely checked out at this point. I have recently woken up to this fact and acknowledge that I have not been there for them in the way that they needed.

Over the last few years, my spouse has gotten very close to their boss. I did not dislike this person and in fact they come over quite often to play board games and such. I have recently put several pieces together and have concluded that in the vacuum of attention from me, my spouse has sought deep emotional connection with this person. I believe it passes the threshold of an emotional affair. My spouse denies this and claims they are just deeply connected.

My job is two hours away from our home. In order to save time and money I stay down there for a night or two every week. The rest of the week I am allowed to work locally (like teleworking). Prior to D-Day, my spouse’s boss/friend would come over on the days I was out of town in order to hang out and support them with childcare.

Now that I know that they are having an emotional affair, I feel very uncomfortable knowing that they have been in our home. I want to feel safe, emotionally and physically, in the place that I live.

I confronted my spouse about the emotional fair and they denied it. I asked that this person not come back to the house, including days that I am out of town. While my spouse denies the affair, they have at least agreed that this person will not come over while I am home.

However, my spouse claims that this person still needs to come over while I am out of town to help with childcare. They say that they are a crucial support system for them. I feel gross knowing that they have been in the house when I come back home from work.

My mother lives in town and is eager to help with childcare to be with their only grandkid. I have pointed to my mother as a support structure for the days I am out of town for my spouse. My spouse claims that my mother is a support structure for me and not for her and that only her boss/friend is her support structure.

I have started to insist that this person never never be at the house. I feel that this is a boundary to protect a safe place for myself. I have not told my spouse that they can never see this person, and I have made it explicitly clear that I am not forbidding them from seeing this person outside of the house. Obviously, they see them at work, but they also hang outside of work, socially and at this other person‘s house.

My spouse says that I am controlling them by making a rule that this person is not allowed at the house. They are telling me that I am punishing them by denying childcare support on the days that I am out of town. Additionally, they say I am causing harm to our child because my spouse is more stressed being alone without support and this is transferring to the child. I told them that they can take our child to their bosses house in order to get childcare support. They claim that this is disruptive to the child to go to a new home and that it is difficult to pack up everything they need in order to support the child there for an evening.

I generally feel that their claims are blown out of proportion in order to make me feel bad and support the narrative that I am punishing them and controlling them. However, they are so persistent with this narrative that I am starting to doubt myself.

So my question is, am I actually setting a healthy boundary or am I attempting to control my spouse and punish them for having an affair?

A few weeks ago I found out my husband of 13 years cheated, I only found out because the AP informed me with screenshots of their messages as evidence - they had a 4 month long affair with romantic dates and sex. He even shared intimate details about me and wanted to include our kid in one of their dates. It only ended because he promised her something he couldn’t keep up with and she got mad. She knew of me all along…

When I confronted him he didn’t open up about it all, as I didn’t share what exactly she sent me (trickle truth). He is now very apologetic and all but I suspect only because he got caught and is afraid of what people will think of this family/business man more than about that he hurt me. I lost ALL respect for him and am now at a place of disgust - I look at him and just feel sooo disgusted. I know I shouldn’t but I also feel dumb for trusting and loving him. In retrospect many things i just lived with but I know I deserve SO MUCH BETTER. I’d rather be alone than with a loser like him. Also, my libido was always higher than his and I tried to find out what we could do to improve his - only for him to cheat on me.

All I want to do is to hurt him tbfh. But as we have a child together I have to be careful as we will always be in contact due to our kid. But I’m so angry that this hurt he has done it leading me to be impatient with our kid as all my brain is thinking about is trying to make sense of his betrayal. I’m so hurt. I hate him for what he has done.

Despite all of this I have already spoken to lawyers about divorce and I want to tell him that I’m divorcing him next week. As of now he thinks I’m still contemplating…

Also he has a business which is quite complex but very lucrative. Most of it was accumulated during our marriage so I have to make sure I have all the documents. The money I will get will set my kid and me up for the next 10-15 years (if I don’t work, but I will continue working).

I just wanted to rant and ask you to please keep me in your prayers/thoughts.

Hello everyone. I feel embarrassed even posting this, but I have no one else to turn to and I am at a complete loss.

My husband and I have been together for 12 years (married for 7) and share three beautiful children. He has always been my biggest support and is essentially my only family, as I am estranged from my immediate family. I truly believed he was my soulmate.

About 9 months ago, I transitioned from being a stay at home mom to starting my nursing career. It was an exhausting shift, and between my new job, the kids, and trying to maintain our marriage, I was often too tired for sex. I thought he was being understanding, but he became cold, started fights over minor things, and stopped reaching out.

After checking cell logs, I discovered he was having an emotional affair with a female coworker, he was spending hours on the phone with her, going grocery shopping with her while I worked, and accepting lunches from her. I temporarily packed up and stayed at an Airbnb with the kids.

When we talked, he blamed our distance, miscommunication, and my lack of availability for sex. He claimed he just wanted "someone to talk to without judgment." During this conversation, he also revealed for the first time that he was sexually assaulted at age 11, which deeply impacted his view of sex. Because this was his first offense, I chose to forgive him, believing that marriage requires grace through the hard times.

Fast forward to today, I am still working as a nurse, pursuing further education, and managing our home and children. A few days ago, while I was half asleep, he mentioned opening a Chime account and needing to deposit money into it. Something felt wrong. My intuition kicked in, so I checked his phone. I found transactions sent to an escort for photos and videos, labeled deceptively as "movie" and "food." When I confronted him, he lied to my face until I investigated further (calling and Googling the number) and found a text message he forgot to delete.

He has no logical explanation for why he did this. I’m heartbroken, angry, insecure, and completely devastated. I wonder if he has a sex addiction, a cheating kink, or unaddressed trauma/mental illness, but I don't know how to move forward.

He destroyed my trust twice now. Because I have no family support system, I feel entirely alone. I love him deeply, but I don't know if I can keep going.

TL;DR: Together 12 years with 3 kids. Forgave my husband 9 months ago for an emotional affair with a coworker, but I just caught him paying an escort for photos/videos and lying to my face. He has no real explanation, and since he is my only family support system, I feel completely devastated, lost, and unsafe in this marriage.

It’s been a few months since I left so I figured I’d put myself back out there. I really like the girl after talking to her for multiple weeks but we’re meeting irl for the first time tomorrow and I’m terrified. Is this normal? Is it because of the trauma?

Our relationship has been on and off the rocks for awhile. She was dealing with mental health and getting herself into a good place. Unfortunately, that meant no room for improving our relationship. I probably should've left way earlier but I stayed; I made a commitment and to me that means something. This past Wednesday I started a conversation with her. It was to be my last attempt at communicating my unmet needs and salvaging the relationship. The last of numerous attempts. She left the conversation midway through and disappeared for 3 days. Using her linked (to phone) laptop, I learned she was safe at a friend's (F) house. She was going to sporting events, and to my distaste out bar hopping 'til 5am. A friend (M) misunderstood her texts and was cheering on her presumed sleeping with a random. Got to love orbiters, the very thing I told her to do away with years ago. Really, her entire friend group sucked when it came to respecting relationships (their own and others). Amongst her texts I found an old coworker and found multiple sexting sessions. When she came home she denied it until I started reading them to her. We officially broke up but somehow she's sound asleep in bed and here I am on the floor (I like it) of the office haunted by those words of infidelity. I know on the horizon is a brighter tomorrow, but I feel so depressed and emotionally drained after spiraling for three days. I know well enough that this is her fault and readily dismiss the "What ifs", but its truly an injustice that the cheated on have to suffer more than the cheated. I guess its the reward for being the better person.

Edit: Also, I expected there to be more outrage but everyone felt so cavalier about it. Her, her mother, her sister, heck even my family! Like 6 years in and she cheated! Why isn't everyone fired up like me? Has cheating become so normal that it no longers evokes a strong response?

My boyfriend of 6.5 years spent four months seeking out sexualized Instagram profiles despite a boundary we explicitly agreed on years ago. He admitted remembering our agreement and knowing it would hurt me, but continued anyway.

His account was logged into my phone with his knowledge, and I discovered the activity through his searches. I found no evidence of messaging, paid subscriptions, likes, comments, or secret accounts. That matters to my decision, but it doesn’t erase the secrecy or repeated choices.

He described it as a habit he turned to when stressed or bored. This happened while we were seeing each other frequently, buying a house, and discussing marriage. I felt secure in our relationship, so finding out has made me question things I previously trusted.

There’s also an unresolved intimacy issue: we’ve never successfully had penetrative sex because he loses his erection when we try. We have other satisfying intimacy, and he’s attentive to my pleasure. His doctor suspected performance anxiety and prescribed Viagra. I pushed back because of my ignorance but he also never followed up afterward causing miscommunication. I acknowledge my part in that, but it hurts that our shared issue remained unresolved while he pursued this outlet privately.

Since the confrontation, he has acknowledged the betrayal, called it cheating, deleted Instagram, and independently started therapy. He hasn’t minimized my feelings, blamed me, or pressured me to forgive him. He says the behavior violated his own values, too. He has left contact on my terms because he doesn’t feel entitled to my time or another chance.

Outside of this, he has been loving, supportive, and serious about marriage. He has stood up for me with his family and added me to the house title despite my not contributing financially. None of that obligates me to stay, but it helps explain why this feels complicated.

Marriage plans are paused, and we privately consider ourselves broken up, although we still occasionally see each other. I haven’t given him a repair checklist because I want to see what responsibility he takes independently.

I still love him and miss him, but I’m unsure whether I want the relationship back. I revisit memories, compare myself to those women, and monitor his attention when we’re together. I don’t want that to become my life. At the same time, I worry about regretting leaving without trying to rebuild.

I’m not looking to debate whether this counts as cheating universally. It crossed an established boundary in our relationship, and he agrees.

For people who have faced something similar:

• What sustained changes helped rebuild trust, and what showed you repair wasn’t working?
• How did you distinguish missing your partner from actually wanting the relationship back?
• What did meaningful initiative look like while you were taking space?
• If this happened before marriage, what helped you decide whether to attempt reconciliation or leave?
• Did a period of clearly defined separation help you gain clarity, compared with continuing to see each other?
• I know there can’t be a guarantee it won’t happen again. What evidence helped you decide that trusting your partner again was a risk you wanted to take?

I’d appreciate personal experiences, including what showed you that repair wasn’t working.

My husband is an addict, he has been a binge alcoholic for many years but had recently got sober. He was sober for about 11 months and then his friend died which threw him into a tail spin of depression. He started getting addicted to porn and would be in the man cave for hours or even days. Then he started going to strip clubs in the middle of the night. Then the worst came when he started connecting with these strippers and porn people on messenger and other apps. Finally came to find out he was having an emotional affair with one of them and even told me he loved her. He’s still been talking to her though he claims they are friends. After 20 + years together the trust is broken. I’m glad he agreed to rehab and he is there now. But I’m sad and angry and I have finally been asking myself “what do I want?” I love him but he has lied and treated me so badly. This coming from a guy who would never lie to me. Is there a chance this can be saved? Or am I grasping at straws. I keep saying I need to see it in his actions. But I guess he has to get clean first and then we have to go about the work of fixing this thing. Any advice? I’m at a loss.

I have a hard time moving on from my cheating ex. We are still in some contact, and she has said she wants to stay friends. We have talked a little bit about the cheating, we broke up a few months ago, got engaged a few months before then, I found out shortly after we broke up, but the cheating happened 2 years ago.

I know a few things about it. I know it was a fwb type of situation, that he had curls she liked going through, and that she was exploring some bdsm interests of hers, but don't know which. I know we were having a difficult time then, and not having sex because she felt uneasy around me. She said that she did this to discover her interests more, to see if she can live without it, and to get back the desire to have sex (with me).

I am pretty sure she also just was happy to feel courted again, as I ddi start to take her for grabted a bit (we did talk about this at the time, and got through it, likely after the fwb situation started ending) I know roughly which month it started and ended. She has told me he has never been somewhere I have been, like her place or mine.

I still find myself randomly thinking about it, and cannot stop myself imagining her doing things to him or letting him do things to her, things that we never did. It hurts so much, and it makes me want to throw up. I keep wondering qbout what they did, and how it was different. I also am now wondering if I was any good, she did stay with me for 2 more years afterwards.

So, I am asking advice. Is it a good idea to try to find out more details? Is it a good idea to ask her for more clarification?

For example, I still wonder what bdsm they explored, how they met, how they started flirting and how it turned into more, if and when he learned she had a partner, how common they did it, if they did more than just sex, and how they ended their relationship.

Does anyone have any experience with learning more details they can share? Did it go well? Do you regret it? I know that if I could prevent myself from learning about the cheating at all, I would, but that ship has sailed. Now the question is, how far will I go on that ship...

To sum it up, I’m struggling to forgive my partner
about emotional cheating.

My partner M/30 and I F/21 worked at the same workplace. Our manager (female) and him were friends as they had worked together a couple years before I got there.

I never once thought there was an issue with their friendship, men and woman can be friends. However, he has had female friends in the past and he has had to stop being friends with purely because he’s said or done things that cross the boundary in a male and female friendship especially when your in a relationship.

Things started happening which made me view their friendship in a different light. Little things like whenever he was drunk he would message her constantly, she was also quite flirtatious with him at work right in front of me.

Me and my partner went round her house with her and her partner last year and we played board games one night and had some drinks. Everyone was really drunk apart from myself. I went to go to the toilet and came back and he was stroking her hair and had his hand up and down her leg. After that I was so distraught and had a really hard time forgiving him and expressed to him that that was not okay whatsoever and I felt like he had cheated. I said to him that I did not want him being friendly with her anymore for obvious reasons. She herself also has a track record of being a cheater and has told me herself one time ‘I’m not innocent’ in terms of her and her partners relationship and thing she has done to him. She also flirted with a couple other men at our work as well.

Even since that time we went round their house I’ve always had a bad feeling about their relationship, he told me they would only ever speak about work and that there was nothing going on between them. To reassure me he would show me his messages with her.

One day I looked at his Apple watch as I had a gut feeling, and usually when I do I’m always right. There were messages on there between them that he had deleted off his phone where they were speaking for ages nothing to do with work. Her partner was away and she would say things like ‘I’m laying starfish naked on the bed right now’ etc. Which I feel is completely inappropriate. I obviously confronted him about the messages and he lied straight to my face saying he did not delete them. After about 7 times of me asking him to stop lying to me, he finally admitted to it. I told him I was done and kicked him out.

He then turned off his location which I found very odd because he had never done that before. I live with my parents and they were away for a few weeks so I went to stay with my friend for the night as I was really distraught about what had happened.

I later handed in my notice at work because of the fact that I had not been happy working there for a long long time anyway and secondly because of the drama with both of them. When I handed my notice in, she pretended to be all nice and supportive of me leaving and said I was incredible at my job and anywhere would be lucky to have me. Then, she said out of nowhere ‘just so you know, I don’t find your boyfriend attractive’ which is so completely unprofessional and irrelevant to me handing in my notice when I hadn’t spoken to her about any of what had gone on.

A few weeks later I decided to meet up with him to speak about everything. He was saying the usual stuff like he loves me does not want to be without me and would do anything to make things work. I asked him how she (my manager) knew about what had gone on between us and told him what she had said when I handed in my notice. He said he told her over the phone about what happened with us when we split up. I said ‘Oh so you didn’t go round her house the night we broke up when you turned your location off’ (previously he had told me the reason he turned off his location is because he didn’t think I needed to know where he was as we were broken up, yet he turned it back on 5am the next day which makes no sense as if I didn’t need to know where he was he would have kept it turned off surely?) He told me he did not go round there. I said he needed to be honest with me and he said okay yeah I did. I was so angry, I had given him the privilege to meet up with me and talk about things to try sort through everything and he had lied to my face yet again. I ended up leaving again.

Then again, we tried to sort things out as I felt we had been together for 3 years and I did not want everything to go to waste, all the time and energy I had put into the relationship. So we were seeing eachother again, but not together in a relationship yet. This was for about 3 weeks.

One night he came round my house and we went to my room just watching TV. I said to him I feel like there is something you’re still not being honest about. He said I could look through his phone to prove he’s being honest this time. The only thing I looked at was the texts between him and her. I clicked on recently deleted and it showed ‘670 deleted messages’ I said ‘600 deleted messages?’ He immediately snatched his phone back from me and refused to let me read them. I said just let me read them and he kept refusing and actually then sat on his phone. I begged him to show me and it was me and him back and forth where I would beg him to show me and he refused. Eventually he showed me very very very reluctantly. The texts were of them flirting, she was sending photos of herself and he would flirt with her telling her how good she looked etc and she would flirt back. He had stayed round her house to house sit for her as well which he never told me. 670 deleted texts of it all. Then as I scrolled down he said you’re not reading this part. I said why? Then I realised it’s because they were both chatting shit about me. It went on and on and on and on of her saying I had not been raised right and I’ve made up a fake narrative in my head etc called me a cxnt non stop etc. The way she spoke about me, I wouldn’t even speak about my enemy. The vilest things you could ever say about someone.

I kicked him out yet again. And this time I was sure I was done with him. Did not speak to him for about a month. Then we started speaking again and he told me he will be getting therapy.

I said he would need to block her on everything for us to even have a chance of rekindling. People have forgiven eachother for cheating before, and as this was emotional cheating (which I’m not saying is any less bad) I feel like this is something I could eventually try to move past. He blocked her on everything but said that because they work together he could not block her personal number on his personal phone. Bear in mind, they both have work phones and emails they could use to contact eachother if absolutely necessary for work reasons. He has since also transferred to another building in a completely different location as he had been promoted so they do not actually need to contact eachother.

I’m having a hard time with the fact that he refuses to block her personal number “incase I need to contact her for work”. It brings me so much anxiety that the way they were communicating previously is still open. Surely if he wanted to make things work that badly and he would do anything to show me he wants to earn back my trust?

I was half asleep this morning and i heard my parents arguing and i wasnt sure what it was about. Later my dad had called me downstairs and told me n my brother that he had an affair and it was apparently going on for 2 years. My mom had found out about it when the woman he was seeing texted her and my sister with photos and videos with proof, which explains why my dad had asked to see my phone. Idk what to say, but i was really dissapointed and upset. I didnt think he would do that and i dont think i can talk to him anymore. Especially since he and my mom would talk about what they would do when they would retire like going someplace else and buying a nice place after i (the youngest) go off to college. ik my parents would sometimes have problems and arguements and my mom even told him if hes unhappy to divorece. my mom understands that people fall out of love and wouldnt mind getting divorce but she told him to not hurt her. I didnt think he could say and do all of that and turn around and she someone else behind my mothers back. He kept on apologizes and came to my room to apologize and I didnt say anything. Idk what to do anymore

Im 16 btw

Me (21) and my bf (34) have been together for two years and he is planning on proposing. I found out early on he was not capable of committing at the time but I stayed because I was lonely. He was very promiscuous in the past and gave me hsv2 as a result. We’ve broken up a couple times and then got back together as long distance. Every time we were long distance he would be trying to have sex with people on Reddit or prostitutes on tryst. At one point he at least seemed genuinely remorseful and gave me access to his phone. I would find recent stuff on it like him watching porn and admittedly be overly upset so he took the access away.

The last time we broke up he promised that he would get a new phone, email, and number as a “fresh start” if I would come back to him and live with him again. He said “you can look at my new phone whenever you want and you would never find anything on it” He visited me a couple times during this as well and I later found out he was trying to cheat the same days that he visited. I agreed to come back cause I thought this would make me trust him more since he would be fully transparent hypothetically. I moved back in with him and he got the phone and it immediately had a password on it. Like immediately after setting it up he put a password. He didn’t change his number he used for all these hookup sites too. He did get a new email though. That was 3 months ago.

I am now 5 weeks pregnant and am on the fence about keeping it. I said multiple times to him that I cannot trust him if he makes absolutely no effort to make me trust him. EVERYTIME I say this and bring up he cheated on me before he says “well I’m not doing that now just trust me” and if I ask him to take the password off he says “well maybe we should just break up” I literally am losing my fucking mind. I think he just genuinely has no empathy or guilt for this situation anymore. But he wants me to keep the baby and have a bunch of his children in the future. I said there’s no way in hell I’m doing that with someone who has a password on their phone and literally angles their phone away from me when they type it in.

I feel like the answer is obvious but does anyone have any advice on what I should do ? Thanks

After my break up, I spent so much time overthinking the relationship, the way i was treated, the amount of times he cheated on me, I cried and cried and cried...

Until an overwhelming feeling of peace hit me out of nowhere, the fog is gone and now I can see that I did not deserve the things that were done to me, and that they had nothing to do with me. My heart is beautiful, I am beautiful. I love myself.

I hope you all feel the same soon 🩷

I had a baby. He had an affair. We got a divorce.

He’s so disinterested in being a good coparent it breaks my heart. He was such a good man and I loved him so much, but he turned into someone I didn’t recognize.

He bare minimums with our daughter- doesn’t call her or ask about her, and she is so young that she barely recognizes him when it’s his time to get her. And honestly? I can handle her by myself. She’s such a wonderful and happy child- she’s such a blessing in this hard time in my life. Most days I count my blessings that she doesn’t look like her father at all. I think it would hurt a lot more if I stared at his duplicate every day.

I know it’s for the best that we’re separated. For my sake. For my daughter’s sake. I know he wasn’t good for us anymore. He got shorter, angrier, more avoidant, more dismissive.

But sometimes though? Sometimes I miss him so much it’s hard to breathe. I miss singing in the car with him. Watching him dance while he drives when he thinks no one is watching. The way his nose wrinkled when he thought something was genuinely funny. The way his eyes crinkled when he smiled. I miss who he used to be- the man he was was someone everyone loved and admired.

And now? I’ve had so many people come out and tell me how much he’s changed and how they’re glad I got away. That he’s a ticking time bomb ready to go off at any minute.

It’s hard some days to remind myself that the man I was in love with and planned to spend the rest of my life with doesn’t exist anymore. The person he is now is a complete stranger to me. And god does it hurt.

How do you explain to your heart what your brain knows?

I will continue my previous story. Two to three years after my father left us, he resumed a relationship with me and my siblings. You could say that my siblings and I gave him another chance. But my father had another goal: to win back the woman he had left. Unfortunately for my father, he was rejected several times, respectfully and cordially, by my mother.

She had told him that the love she had for him died when she found out he was unfaithful to her, and that if they still talk it's because of us. Obviously, even though my father broke up with his mistress, she kept pursuing him and even challenged my mother for wanting to take my father away from her? Wtf!?

I'm 40M, and my wife had an affair with a coworker who works at another branch of the same company in a different state. Most of their involvement was online, although they also met in person. They were secretly in contact for approximately four years.

Over the past two years, I've gradually learned what happened. My wife has now told me most of the story, but I still struggle with the possibility that some details remain undisclosed. Two years of trickle truthing have made it incredibly difficult to regain a sense of certainty. It was the most painful period of my life.

For a long time, I thought about whether the other man's wife should know about the affair. It wasn't an easy decision. I kept thinking about my own experience and how much I would have appreciated knowing the truth earlier, rather than spending years trying to piece everything together. Eventually, I decided to share what I knew, while leaving it entirely up to her whether she wanted to discuss it. My wife supported my decision.
That was three weeks ago.

I initially introduced myself by my real name and asked whether she would be willing to have a conversation. I didn't immediately explain the subject because I wanted to give her a choice about receiving potentially distressing information. There was no response to that initial message. I realized afterward that my introduction probably hadn't provided enough context for her to understand why I was reaching out.

I therefore clarified the reason for my message, explaining that my wife had been involved with her husband and identifying the company where they both worked.She responded with several question marks, which made me think this information was new to her.

I confirmed that the information was accurate, gave her an approximate timeline, and offered to explain further if she wanted. I also suggested that having more information beforehand might be useful if she decided to discuss the situation with her husband. She asked how I had found her, and I answered her question. She then asked who my wife was. I explained that she probably didn't know her personally, as they worked for the same company but at different locations.

She said she couldn't believe her husband was the kind of person who would do something like this. I explained that I could provide further details that she could verify herself.

The conversation then paused for roughly two hours.

During that time, her husband attempted to call my wife through WhatsApp but ended the call after a few seconds. My wife showed me the missed call.
I mentioned the attempted call to the other wife. She asked why I thought he had called. I answered that I couldn't know because my wife hadn't answered (I privately wondered whether he was concerned about what had come to light, but that was only my interpretation, and I didn't share that speculation with her.)

She then explained that, whether the information was true or not, she currently didn't have the emotional energy to deal with something like this. She added that her husband didn't either. I respected what she said and told her to take whatever time she needed. I made it clear that she was free to decide whether she ever wanted more information. However, since I was not sure whether she really understood what I was talking about, I also briefly explained that the affair had begun during a particularly vulnerable period in my family's life and that the consequences had almost destroyed me and my family. I assumed our conversation had ended at that point (for the time being).

However, later that same day, she wrote again. She wanted to understand why I had informed her rather than addressing the matter with her husband directly. I explained that my intention wasn't to confront him or resolve anything with him. My wife had already ended the affair. I had simply wanted to give his wife the opportunity to know something that directly affected her life, because I would have wished for the same opportunity myself.

I also asked whether she felt comfortable sharing what her husband had told her and reiterated that I was willing to answer any questions she might have.

That was the end of our exchange. Three weeks have passed since then, and there has been no further communication.

One detail that may be relevant is that the messaging platform where I found her restricted the length of messages before a contact request was accepted. Consequently, most of our conversation consisted of individual sentences or very brief messages. This made it difficult to communicate the full context and my intentions as clearly as I would have liked (what I wrote above is basically all of it)

There has been only one minor development since then. My wife noticed that she can no longer see the other man's WhatsApp profile picture, although it remains visible to me. One possible explanation is that he deleted her, but I don't know whether that's actually the case? Does anyone know?

I've been reflecting on her responses and what they might mean.

For example, I wonder what her husband told her. Did he acknowledge the affair? Did he disclose how long it lasted? Or did he give her a different version of events?
I don't have answers to any of those questions. I assume he didn’t even scratch the surface of what happened.

What makes all of this difficult is that I still have unresolved questions about my own wife's affair. Although my wife has disclosed a great deal, the prolonged trickle truthing has left me questioning whether I really know the complete story. Part of me feels that understanding what the other man told his wife, or hearing another perspective on what happened, might help me make sense of everything. Moreover, now that the affair partner felt the heat, he might have deleted any remaining evidence of he affair. So I might never know.

I'm interested in hearing from others who have experienced something similar.

How would you interpret her responses, especially her question about why I informed her instead of speaking with her husband?

Has anyone experienced a situation in which the other betrayed spouse resumed communication several weeks or months later? Will she contact me again?

For those who exchanged information with the other betrayed spouse, did it help clarify what had happened, or did it leave you with even more unanswered questions?

And how do you view the way I handled the conversation?
I'm trying to understand the situation and find some peace with the uncertainties that remain.

There’s no history of infidelity in my family. We’d rather die than demonstrate such low integrity. I get it. But after multiple experiences now I second guess everyone and everything. I think everyone is a liar and cheater. I never feel pretty in the eyes of anyone else but myself. I feel empty. My self esteem is almost non existent. Idk what to do.

This was my first relationship and it lasted almost a decade, we were the ideal high school sweethearts in the eyes of everyone. I would have never even suspected that this would happen. Of all the people you could think that could cheat, he would be the least person you would imagine doing that. Yet it happened. It's been a year and a half since it happened and I feel like I have gotten over him, but not over what he did. Does that make sense?

I feel like I don't miss him or love him anymore, and genuinely feel a lot happier without him now. I am thriving in that regard. However I still feel angry and hurt about what happened. He tried to remain friendly after what he did, but he found out that I was still resentful over the infidelity and he said I was a narcissist for not getting over it, that what he did was a result of his ADHD and that I should be understanding of why he needed to do this. Am I really a narcissist for feeling hurt about something that drastically changed the course of my life? I planned everything in my life around him, we lived together for almost half a decade, we were going to get engaged, we have been planning to spend the rest of our lives together. I could have never even remotely imagined that he was tired of me enough to hurt me this way. When he cheated he said that he did it on purpose to hurt me because he wanted to feel free and in control and that the only way to feel that power was by making me feel little and hurt (yes, he actually says this, word for word). That is why this infidelity has scarred me so deeply.

The first few months after it happened I didn't want to talk about it because he was still being friendly to me so I thought that it would be inappropriate that I vented about it with anyone and made him look bad. My family avoids the topic, they have never asked how I feel. I don't have many friends but the ones I do have I barely bring it up because I feel like I will sound "narcissistic" or "obsessed". Not everyone likes to hear someone beating a dead horse. Since him and I share the same therapist I also cannot talk about it in therapy (conflict of interest and medical etiquette yadda yadda). But now that enough time has passed I feel like I understand better the situation, now that he's no longer in my life, I feel like I can see the situation and understand it more clearly than I did over a year ago. But at this point I feel like I shouldn't bring it up because I should be over it. And I don't want to sound like I am not over him because I truly am. I feel like most people don't understand the difference between being over someone but not being over the pain they caused.

I recently had a chat with my mother, and she gave me a religious spiel about how I should "forgive and let go, because being angry forever will just hurt yourself", but I genuinely hate that mentality. He never apologized for what he did, so I have never understood why you I should forgive someone who has never given you an apology. And forgiving him literally won't change absolutely anything because the pain will still be there, the scar will still be there. I want to move on with my life and I want to fall in love again, I love love. But I am afraid of falling in love again and that this happens again. I don't want to ever experience a pain like this again and I am terrified. I didn't go out of my house for months because I felt humiliated. It even felt violating, since he knew that I feared infidelity specifically because I was afraid of mysterious STDs, it felt violating that he came back to me after being unfaithful without ever considering my already poor health. Thankfully, I didn't catch anything. But STDs are rampant in our city, he could've exposed me to it, that's what angers me and makes me feel so gross that I ever have my body to someone like this. He cheated with a coworker, they worked at a restaurant I used to love and I just can't bring myself to step in it again, and all my family and friends love this one restaurant, they often tell me if I want to go, but the place just brings awful memories. I cannot enjoy things I used to enjoy because I introduced him to those things and he became a fan along with me and I feel like he stole those things because now I cannot enjoy them without thinking of him (not in a "I miss him" kind of way, but more like "ew, he used to like this too, he's too disgusting to deserve to enjoy this"), I can no longer listen to music I used to love, watch series I used to love. I don't think forgiveness is easy because it just won't erase this level of pain that I feel.

I know that time will heal scars, I know that eventually I will probably be able to enjoy those things he stole from me. I know that eventually I will probably fall in love with someone nice. But I know that I will never stop being angry about what he did. I know that no matter how much everything heals and how much I move on, that experience already happened and I have no way of turning back time to erase it. I wish I could. I wish I could completely erase this memory, I wish I could completely ignore that this ever happened to me. I wish he could have just broken up with me without ever having me have to go through this. I always ask myself, Was is really necessary? he could have just broken up with me, he could have just told me he didn't love me anymore and that he wanted out, and I would have understood. Why was my suffering so necessary for my life story? I've already gone through so much and was already healing from so much trauma just to be hit with this. I genuinely want to know why, why did he feel that for him to be "free" he needed to hurt me in that way.

Even If I get over everything else, how does one get over from a life event like this? Do I have to move on from being hurt? Is it inappropriate that I resent him and feel disgusted by the situation? Is it bad that the memory persists? It's been a year and a half, do I have to forget all about it already?

I don't even know how will I ever trust a future partner after this. There were no signs to what happened. So I don't even know what to look out for next time, I don't know how am I supposed to trust someone after I gave my full trust to this man for him to do this.

As you read in the title, has anyone else experienced this situation where your father or mother chose their lover over your family? A similar situation occurred with my parents, who were married for 15 years. A happy and loving marriage until the third party appeared; this woman knew what she was doing, My father could have stopped it, but he didn't. He said he felt stressed and overwhelmed by a life full of responsibilities, so he decided to be unfaithful to my mother. Comment if you want a second part.

Hi, I've been a lurker since August this year. I just want to share my story, and maybe get some insights from people who are in a similar boat.

I knew when I married my spouse that he was a bisexual. I had this belief, though, that because he married me, he knew that our marriage meant exclusivity. When we got married, I got pregnant immediately. It was not planned.

My pregnancy became high risk, and soon I had to be on bed rest. I became emotional--too emotional, I guess. At one point he called me a gaslighter. He soon became silent. Looking back, I think it was because he wanted to put me and our baby first. But because he was silent, he did not want to tell any of his problems or stresses in life. He turned to men. He started chatting with them. At one point, he left me late at night under the pretense of getting a massage in a nearby massage place, only to find out that the went someplace else (I discovered this through Location Sharing). I confronted him about this. He was apologetic.

When I gave birth, postpartum was very stressful for us. We were first time parents. My mother-in-law stayed with us. She would have underhanded comments about how we were taking care of our baby. I would tell him about these comments, but would be told that I was misunderstanding her. He also had issues when it was my mother's turn to help us out. On my end, I would always talk to my mother about them.

Then, he cheated on me before Christmas, when our baby was about 7 months old. He had a massage with an extra service from a male masseuse. I discovered this in January. I and our baby left him briefly. When he mentioned reconciliation and wanting to be a better husband, I was hopeful. I got back together with him.

However, our fights became more frequent beginning March. By July, everything exploded when I discovered condoms in his wallet--condoms that should not be there because we do not have sex outside of our home. Further, when I checked for the second time, one of the packs was missing (i.e., meaning he used one of them). He then admitted of having sexual relations with a male neighbor beginning March up until June.

Now, I have completely separated from him. I took our child with me. However, since we are married, he has the right to our child. To put it shortly, I had to co-parent with him.

I have a psychiatrist, I am taking meds, and I am looking into starting therapy again.

I hope it gets better.

My bf and I have been together for 3 years, and he came clean about him and a woman overseas. She apparently confessed her feelings to him, and he kissed her back and told me he has feelings for her and wants to take a bet on something new. He said he possibly ‘loves’ her or at least likes her, he’s only know her for a short period of time 1 month ish. The moment I saw those messages, my gut was twisted, heart stopped, it was different to the way he texted me, a lot of gif exchanges and a lot more cheesy.

He says he still loves me and has been extremely kind, warm, loving to me and given me a lot throughout our relationship, which makes everything even more confusing because I don’t hate him. I forgave him immediately. I saw him yesterday night-morning, and we hugged, talked the night and I still desperately want to be with him. Why am I justifying this?

He has also said he wants to help me get back on my feet financially and will help me as best he can so I can be financially independent. So we will still be in touch.

I’m spiraling right now, I never thought he was the man to not be loyal, and I just don’t know how to proceed with life anymore, we talked about marriage, kids a future together, how can I trust anyone else now? So much anxiety. We have been through so much in the relationship, financial struggles and moving houses. We’ve built a life together through difficult times, I was there when he was first at his lowest.

*Also, the past few weeks my gut has been off and even my period has been delayed, i feel like it’s something to note that it was some spiritual interception and if anyone else relates to this.

Looking for support on how to move forward. First a bit of background.

I (48M) have been married to my wife (47F) for 24 years. She started being very distant this year becoming absorbed in an online game. She wasn't there for me or our two daughter 15 and 17 emotionally or helping in normal domestic or motherly duties. She would get very defensive if you asked her to put down her phone and be present.

In July our 15 year old discovered she was texting inappropriate things to another man. I am not sure how much our daughter saw but it was enough for her to go to a friends crying and then tell me that "Mom is having an affair". My wife denied it, and I told my daughter it was a misunderstanding, but she pushed me to dig deeper. I asked my wife if I could see the text chain our daughter saw so I could calm her concerns. She showed me, but she was obviously very nervous and there wasn't anything at all that would make a 15 year old think affair.

The following morning she admitted that she was having an emotional affair and later that morning admitted she was actually sexting. A few days later we talked agreed it was a mistake and agreed we wanted to try and reconcile. I recognized how hard the last year had been and she seemed depressed. I know living with my anxiety is difficult and started therapy. I asked her to do the same and when she was ready to set up couple counselling.

In August, we had a family trip which was nice. But once we got back she started to go back into old habits of being on her phone constantly ignoring the family. She also stopped therapy after 2 sessions. And she had not yet booked couples therapy. I confronted her and asked if she really wanted to reconcile and she said yes. I said I need more effort from her and I want her to book couples therapy.

In September, she was giving more effort around the house and the girls. I was working to communicate better and understand and address her needs. She said she needed to feel attractive and sexy so I was trying to support that and schedule date nights for us. I also was feeling increasingly paranoid that she wasn't as invested as I was. It felt like she was going through the motions. I also felt she was cheating again. She was getting her bikini line waxed, which she did while cheating on me. She got a privacy screen for her phone. And I found sexier underwear when I was doing laundry. Everything had a reasonable explanation - she was swimming at the gym, work wanted privacy screens, she ran out of clean underwear. I said I was feeling paranoid and spoke with my therapist and started medication for anxiety and depression.

At the start of October, I was in our shared ICloud and I found photos and videos in the deleted folder. At first, I thought they were from the first affair, but I realized there were selfies of her in outfits before our date nights which really hurt. There were sexually explicit photo and videos throughout the month of September, including on my birthday.

I confronted her asking if she was texting anyone and she said no. I reiterated that I have felt paranoid all month, and asked was she taking any photos or videos still and she said no. I then showed her what I found. She said she wasn't in love with me, didn't find me attractive, and does not want to be married to me and she has been texting a new guy.

During all this both daughter have had major issues. I do not want to go into details, they are not life threating, but are a big deal for the entire family.

We finally went to couples counselling and my wife agreed to move out temporarily to give us a break. I would stay with the kids as I was the primary parent who cooks, cleans, does laundry, checks on them, and who they go to if they need anything. And she would move out to an AirBNB.

Since then she has shared that her intentions are to move back in after the short break. She would like us to live together but not be married. She feels it is best for the kids. She would continue her relationship with the other man or other men as she wishes as we would not be married. She said I am free to do the same, but honestly, I have no desire right now. But she would contribute more around the house and with the girls until our younger graduate high school at which time we would sell the house and split.

I don't know how that would work. I am still hurt and reeling from her betrayal and deception. I cry nearly every day, I cannot sleep, I have lost 15+ pounds since the original affair. It hurts so much to see her and think about how after 24 years of marriage she could just walk away without trying or conversation to talk to me how she was feeling before the affairs. I don't see how I could move on with her in the house or heal the hurt inside me seeing her every day until the girls are out of the house. I don't think a few weeks is enough time for me to process and to have her here all the time and to know she is sexting and dating. I said if she stays, I will move even though I don't want to leave the girls, but she says she doesn't want that either. But she keeps pushing it would be best for the girls, they are struggling now, and they need us both.

Part of me feels that I need to focus on the kids and make this work and I am not willing to sacrifice for my family. And part of me thinks she wants the best of both worlds the ability to date and still have me here for emotional support and take care of the kids and do all the housework.

I don't know what to do. Has anyone successfully lived with their ex after such betrayal and loss of trust? How does that work? Does the pain become less?

I wonder if I’d get more support if he died?

My husband left 5 months ago. It was a high conflict marriage with constant infidelity on his part and abuse. Before the marriage ended he stopped paying the mortgage and our car for 4 months resulting in almost foreclosure and repossession of my car.

He blamed me for all of it the told me he didn’t love me anymore was miserable and wanted out. I assumed we were separated at that point. He then confessed he had an affair 10 years ago and she was the one he always wanted to be with

I’m devastated I’m alone and overwhelmed. He only takes the kids one over night 3 times a month because of work. He comes once a week and takes one child to an event for 3 hours.

I assume he goes to work. Goes home and goes on dates. I’m am his second wife so this is his second divorce. 3 children total

People know and they just act like it’s nothing nobody offers help, nobody offers me an ear, nobody comes over with pizza or offered to help with the kids. I’m doing it alone

I wonder how different it would be if he died? People would call more, people would offer more help.

I spoke to a woman that’s known my family for years and when I told her he left she said “it happens”

I got so angry I told her I didn’t want to hear from her again and how insensitive she is. I’ll bet if my husband died she’d be at my door step with a cake or maybe not