HoP - You gave me something new to think about and focus on. Where did I feel it? Man, I think back and I don't know. I think it was in my chest, heart, and a hot sensation in my face, head, neck, and shoulders. What that signifies, I don't know. It was anger and grief over being betrayed, lied to, and snuck around on behind my back and under my nose. Some disbelief still that it even happened at all. Someone else has seen and touched my wife's naked body. This is compounded by the fact that before she had been with me, she was a virgin. I was the first and only man who'd been with her that way.
I can say that I was not really in the moment, but reliving and imagining the past. Compared to many stories I've read here and other sites, my wife came around really fast and dropped her AP like a hot rock... after a pretty brutal first 2 weeks after d day where she was not very understanding or empathetic at all. Trying to cling to the "just friends now" narrative.
D day itself was pretty bad, with her refusing to come home after I confronted her face to face in the complex I drove to where she was hanging out with her AP... at his mother's unit where he lives with her. I arrived in the general complex not knowing which unit they were in, called her, told her I was there, and she walked out into the common area to meet me because she didn't want me knowing exactly where it was for fear I might potentially cause a huge scene, which was possible. Tho I don't know. I was in such complete shock because up until 10 minutes before I drove over there, I didn't even so much as suspect anything like this. I literally found out, out of nowhere, that evening, on d day. So it was a lot to absorb pretty much instantly and I was completely blindsided.
She was supposed to be spending the night to help out a friend who'd just gotten out of the hospital. We were texting light heartedly back and forth, me completely trusting she was where she said she was. I had dropped her off there. She stopped replying, which is unusual. I texted that if she doesn't reply soon, I was heading over to her friend's house to make sure she was okay. She's epileptic and for all I knew she was having a seizure. So I drove over there. In short, she wasn't there. Her friend tried to cover for her and sent me on a short wild goose chase. "She walked to the store." I drove toward the store and made it half way there when I knew something stunk. I turned around, went back, and saw her friend's phone in her lap. She has the font size blown up on her phone and I could clearly see she had texted my wife, "Your husband was just here. He's looking for you." My wife replied with "What did you tell him?" Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. I dragged the truth out of her friend. She was with her AP about a mile down the street in the complex where he lived. I didn't even know the guy. She'd been talking to him at work and fb messenger for a couple of months, and secretly meeting with him for the last 2 weeks at that point for a total of 3 separate trysts.
I'm still carrying some really negative emotions reliving that night. She said some pretty shitty things. Things I had no clue she was thinking or capable of doing. She had gotten into the car with me, I started driving and said "let's just go home and deal with this." She vehemently said "no," and at one point opened the door in our moving vehicle as if to jump out. Would she really have jumped out? I don't know, but I couldn't believe she even attempted to do it. She said things like, "What did you expect me to do?" "He's a GREAT guy!" and "No. I'm going to stay here tonight and enjoy my evening. We can talk tomorrow." Like I said, up until ten or 15 minutes before that, I didn't even have an inkling of a suspicion she was cheating on me. It was devastating. Like a building had just dropped out of the sky and landed on me. I was in such shock I couldn't even put a coherent thought together, much less process what I'd just been hit with.
Hm. I suppose after typing up all of that it's pretty clear I still have a lot of crap rattling around in my head and more to come to terms with. That night was the single worst night of my entire life, then having to go home alone, and leave her there knowing she was with someone else pretty much destroyed me. I've told versions of my story here a few times now, but that's the first time I included some of the more unsavory details of d day, which was almost 6 months ago on April 15th.
I can say after that brutal 2 week start she's completely turned it around. There were 2 big turning points. A conversation where I pointed out that not only did she sneak around, deceive me, and lie to me, but also lied about me to justify her actions. That hit her hard. The 2nd point was when I started calling divorce lawyers and real estate agents. That hit her even harder. That's when she dropped him like a hot rock, blocked him on everything, and has since been bending over backwards to apologize and try to make amends. There was no anger, depression, or post affair hangover. She was over it (him) almost instantly. I'm convinced she hates his guts now and is 100% recommitted to me. She's consistently been absolutely wonderful with no backsliding whatsoever for the last 5 months. She's demonstrated she's willing to crawl through a mile of broken glass to show contrition and make it up to me. Aside from the occasional triggering, we've been getting along great, and by almost every metric our relationship is better now than it ever has been. All signs from her are positive as far as R goes.
If we end up not making it, it will be because of me not being able to deal with it, and after purging above, I guess I'm still in a phase of figuring that out...
[This message edited by Pogre at 5:37 PM, Sunday, October 5th]