I have read all the posts on this thread and found similarites, comfort and hope. I was cheated on and dumped many years ago. I vowed it would never happen again. Not long after Dday I posted on MN and got messages telling me to LTB and have STD tests, people were certain that he was lying to me even though they don't know me or him. It overwhelmed and upset me at a time that I needed support. It is so nice to see a positive and supportive post.
So - my story (sorry its long)
I met my DP 18 years ago, we have had 16 wonderful years, but the last 2-3 we began to drift aprt, intense pressure of our respective jobs, a teenage daughter (from my first relationship), a toddler, pregnancy, house move, rennovation project, him taking over his family business etc etc. Communication broke down, snapping and resentment set in. Baby 3 was not a sleeper (still isnt at 2 years old) so both of us exhausted. I supsected DP was suffering depression but he wouldn't seek help, I didn't push him to. Complications from the birth and breastfeeding just killed my libido. He felt I no longer loved or desired him, I felt that he only wanted me for sex. Neither of us spoke about it.
In September he went to his brothers wedding in Finland. He drove there, he was exhausted, depressed and got completely drunk. He got lots of female attention which boosted his ego. 1 particular girl (pretty and 15 years my junior) chatted him up in the early hours, he knew he shouldn't be doing it but he enjoyed the attention and didn't think it anymore than enjoyable flirtation at that time. When she went to go she gave him a hug goodbye she kissed him, he responded briefly, then pulled away and said sorry, I can't do this and walked to another room. He said he was shocked and suprised that she had kissed him, but even more shocked that he had reciprocted. When he turned around she had followed him and stood in front of him, he knew she wanted to kiss him again. He said he knew he shouldn't but all he could think was that she 'desired' him and I didn't, so he said 'sod it' and snogged her passionately, he also indulged in over clothes groping. After about 10 seconds he said it suddely felt very wrong. He came to his senses and pulled away, he said I can't do this and walked away again. He said he knew he had to tell me but couldn't, he spent the next 6 weeks in a sort of daze, he couldn't work out why he had done it and how to put things right. During this time he was alwful and distant to me. He then had a nervous break down on 1 November. This is when I wheedled the truth out of him.
Well I say the truth, it was actualy 26 January when I got the full story, it started with just the chatting up, then 1 kiss, then 2 kisses but no sexual contact. He said it was a mix of not being able to admit to himself what he had done, not wishing to cause me more pain, but mostly fear that I would walk away from our relationship.
Initialy I was devastated, I facebooked the woman, who in a roundabout way confirmed his story, no remorse though, even though she knew he had a partner and children at the time. It didn't make me feel any better either, just foolish. I couldn't eat or sleep and had panic attacks. Getting some medication from the doctor realy helped, I would recomend it during the early stages.
4 1/2 months on things are much better. He instigated relate couselling and saw the doctor about his depression/breakdown and is having individual counselling. This is a big thing for him as he is a very 'manly' man who finds it hard to talk feelings and admit weakness. He understands that his drip feeding of the truth had caused more damage than the 'act'. I knew he was lying (he is a crap liar) and there was more. I am now at the point where I am 99% sure he has told me everything. He has read all the books and help articles I have given him without complaint. He has taken my screaming and raging, soothed my tears, he knows that it is going to take a long time to regain trust.
What helped me most was remembering that I got through it last time and I will get through this again, whether we stayed together or parted. I looked into the finances and made an exit plan. Having this information gave me a proper choice, which for me was to stay. I think it also put the fear of god into OP about how serious this was for me, not the act but the prolonged lying, minimising and denial.
I also spent some time doing things for me, I went to see a chiropractor about my back and pelvic issues, took up pilates, had a new hair cut, new clothes, started wearing makeup again, visiting friends. This was not for him, but to make me feel good about myself again.
I also took responsibilty for my part in the problems in our relationship, I was as guilty of not talking about our problems as he was. I had to accept that what he did was his choice and there is nothing I could have done to change it. It is no reflection on me or how attactive/old I am, it is do do with how low he felt about himself.
Our communication is now much improved, we have had some good times, my sex drive is back (good old hysterical bonding) and I feel confident for the future. I think about 'it' most days, but with sadness rather than intense pain. I tell him when I feel sad because I don't want him to think that just because I am not crying/shouting I am over it. I also feel sad that we let our relationship get to such a stage. I feel sad that the relationship we had (or at least the first happy 15 years) is gone, I feel sad that I can no longer say smugly, 'my DP would never look at another woman'. I know for those who's partners had long term affairs it will be a longer process, but I hope you continue to improve too.