My partner took his own life almost 4 months ago now and I have been struggling to come to terms with what happened, all the why's that I'll never have the answers too, all the memories that will now never be added too, hearing him in our house then realising it was just a draft or something and all the other up and down emotions that comes with something as devastating as this.
I have now found out this week that he cheated on me two years ago and possibly again last year with the same person. Of course now that I know this everything from around that time all falls into place, the not coming home till the early hours, hiding his phone etc but despite all the flaws in our relationship the one thing I was certain about was that neither of us would ever cheat.
I'm so fucking angry with him right now and feel like such a fool. We live in such a small community that a fair few people knew about it. Add to this everything he put me through and I just feel like I've wasted the last 3 years of my life and I now can't even feel any compassion for his loss of life.
I still talk to his family regularly especially his mum, they came to visit only the other week so that we could scatter his ashes and plant a tree in his memory but now I feel like going and ripping the sodding tree out. Obviously I won't and I will never tell his family this new information, just like I haven't told them a lot of the bad stuff (they know he was far from an angel but feel they don't need his memory tarring further) but how the hell am I supposed to deal with this now?