I've changed names - but I am a regular. Been on and off contributor for 8 years.
Moldiegate. She who shall not be named. OJ. Peter & Misdee.
DH and I have been together for 18 years. He is a wonderful, stupid, misguided cock.
In 2002 we had a terrible year. Bereavement. Affairs (both of us). Family fall out. Just horrendous.
Anyway we decided that we had both made hideous mistakes but that ultimately we loved each other an wanted to make a go of things. A trillion tears, a lot of hard work, blood, sweat and pain, we seemed to have gotten there.
FF to 2008. We moved towns. We knew nobody in the new town. I was soon befriended by a mum at the school. We became quite close and she became Godmother to my DS2.
In March this year I found out (through the village gossip) that my DH and this woman had a drunken grope (apparently this stupid woman told somebody about it). I confronted DH and he immediately admitted it. He was horrified and sad and put it down to the drink - I remember the night in question, we were all absolutely hammered.
I just can't get over this indiscretion. I love my DH. We have three wonderful kids and he is a perfect husband in every respect (except for the fact that he snogged my best friend). I just can't see my way clear to forgive him. We had a hideous row last night, I started packing my bags but he beat me to the car and buggered off and hasn't been back since. He says it's what I want and it's over.
I love my husband and am devastated about this but perhaps it's for the best. Thoughts?