I haven't ever written a thread before but have nobody to talk about this to: Husband and I don't argue often and day to day everything seems 'fine'. We were having marriage problems - drifting away I suppose (coupled with erectile problems so physically frustrating for us both) but we recognised this, talked about it and tried to to work it through; we have been married a long time. Not particularly easy but then I was diagnosed with cancer. This brought us together though sex was out of the question due to treatment and pain - he cared and supported me all the way..... Checking for routine boring stuff, I accidentally found condoms in his bag and he told me everything - he met somebody in a bar, swapped phone numbers, few lunches then she suggested he called in at her house - he did. It didn't go on for long but it began through my treatment. It is over - Once I calmed down sufficiently to drive, I insisted he arranged to meet her without mentioning me... I wanted to humiliate them, I wanted her to see me (I'm not bad!), know I wasn't sat at home waiting for my husband and most of all to hear her finish it...
He is very sorry... we are talking about problems underlining this, he is mortified at his own stupidity and timing and I can't get it out of my head. He answered all my questions and I have the images in my head. I have no fear over 'her' - met her and she doesn't match up to me a fraction; other than giving him sex on a plate... but he could perform with her... this hurts... Also this isn't the 'first' - several yrs ago I discovered that he took a work colleague for afterwork drinks. They kissed, she wanted to take it to a 'relationship' stage and he said no. I was mad when i found out but we brushed it away rather than really sort it out - big mistake...
Strangely, I do love him but hate his actions... I feel sick, can't sleep, can't stop shaking and have nothing left to give my kids. I need to write this to get it off my chest... I don't want to talk to friends and family but I do need to stop my self-tourture... images in my head, obsessive thinking....