First of all I need to say thank you. I've been lurking for a long time, and reading posts covering topics similar to my situation gave me the courage to stand up for myself once and for all and demand the truth from my husband that I've always known deep down. The reasons he went mad at me for touching the phone he's always been glued to.
The first thing he told me, is years ago he was fucking our mutual friend. A girl he told me not to worry about, she had a boyfriend at the time. She befriended me, sat on my sofa with me drinking wine, babysat our daughter, and up until 12th of May this year was still texting me if she was feeling sad or ugly for reassurance. I always had a feeling, but he was adamant it was all in my head, just my depression and anxiety making me imagine things.
Yesterday he bellowed that he cheated on me in my face while our 7 year old daughter was on my lap.
He told me then it wasn't in our bed, wasn't when our daughter was in the next room. A day later he admits those were also lies. It went on for 18 months, he told a mutual friend he was going to leave me for her but when I ask he says he was undecided. Because that's so much better. But I'm the bad guy for not believing other things he's trying to tell me about other girls, when he would need a time machine for a lot of them to be true because the facts don't add up or make sense. He shows whatever face he thinks people need to see, and I believe he is a sociopath. He told his best friend that it was me that was cheating on him, which is a total and utter lie.
This is already ranty. There's so many others and so much shit that has gone on I can't possibly post it all and although my life is imploding at least I know I'm not as mad or paranoid as he tried to make me feel. Im seeking help, and can move onwards and upwards with my beautiful daughter, thanks to whom I can say at least 7 of the past years weren't a total waste.
So thank you again. Reading the advice on this site has possibly saved what's left of my sanity x