Thank you, @sshk that is kind of you to ask :)
Honestly things have been bad, as a few days after last posting I had a really bad seizure at work, which is unusual for me (it is unusual for me to have tonic-clonic seizures nowadays and also I almost always can pre-empt them and go somewhere private). Anyway, because they had never seen it before, my workmates phoned an ambulance. I waited ages and kept asking them to phone back and cancel it, but they insisted it had lasted for "ages" (though no-one had actually timed it) and so I needed to be checked out. Anyway the paramedics took me to hospital to get me checked over. It turned out to be good, because it has allowed me to get a sooner appointment with my neurologist - next month instead of September.
Anyway, they offered to phone someone for me at the hospital, but I realised that I didn't want my wife there, which was sobering. I got a taxi home and half expected to walk in on her and my "friend", but luckily I didn't.
She got home from work and asked why I was home early. i told her I had come from the hospital after a bad seizure at work, and the first thing she said was "I hope you didn't piss yourself in front of everyone".No "are you ok?" or hugs or kisses or making cups of tea or any of the things I would do for her if she was ill (and I did feel ill, I find those types of seizures exhausting and headache-inducing, plus I have not been sleeping because of stress). I would make sure a complete stranger was ok after a seizure. I would sit with them (if they wanted), make them tea, get them a blanket, talk to them. I think most decent people would do the same. I definitely wouldn't make them feel even worse by saying "I hope you didn't piss yourself in front of everyone".
I cried, lol. Embarrassing, but I don't care. That moment just felt like she was showing me how little she even cares about me anymore. Don't get me wrong, I am not at all someone who thinks of themselves as ill really or who takes on the sick patient role easily. But at that particular moment I was feeling shit, and she didn't care. I told her I had been in an ambulance and to casualty and she just didn't care. i cried and she had already walked out the room, her head buried in her f cking phone.
I went to bed. I got up when my son got home from an after school sports club (that runs 5.30-7.30, which is too long waiting about after school IMO, but that's by the by), and he was really concerned about me and so kind, which made me feel really sad and sorry for him.
THEN, at about 8.45/9pm, she gets a text, claims it's a friend who is "going through a bad break up" and says she has to go out. Our son gets pretty annoyed and says that he thinks it's unfair of her to leave when I have been unwell. She says that her friend "needs" her, son points out that I "need" her. I die inside from the shame of having my 14 year old child fight my battles for me. She goes out anyway.
The next day my brother arrived, thank god. I completely broke down and told him everything. He was furious with her and basically said that he and his wife had never liked her, as they feel she is "manipulative and controlling". This came as a real shock to me. Even though people have mentioned it here, it's one thing for someone who has never met my wife to say it, it's quite another for my brother, best man, best friend, to say it.
I was quite upset and I suppose angry at the accusation, partly because I do still love my wife, despite it all, and partly because it made me feel like a complete idiot to know that everyone around us must just see me as some mug. Or just a weak and pathetic excuse for a man. That's what my dad used to call me, a waste of oxygen, an excuse for a man, etc. Turns out he was right, LOL. Anyway, my brother gave quite a few examples of things he felt were not right within my marriage. It was not at all pleasant to hear, but I think probably necessary for me to hear it.
That night he took my son out for the evening and I spoke to my wife. She denied it at first, but I didn't back down and eventually she admitted the affair. And another two that she's had over the years. We agreed to break up.
My heart is broken. Just shattered. I will never trust again and I will never love again. I am SUCH an idiot, such a useless, gullible, pathetic idiot. I just feel so STUPID.
The worst thing I have ever had to do was sit our son down the next morning and tell him about the break up. He was distraught. We have always been an incredibly close family, especially because he is an only child (not through choice), so we have basically torn his world apart. We did tell him the real reason why it was happening, i.e. that my wife was cheating. It was supremely embarrassing to tell him that, but I didn't want him to feel he had been at all to blame for any of this. And he is old enough that he deserves an explanation.
Since then things have been hard. She agreed to move out, and it turns out that her affair partner has access to a bedsit through his work anyway (he has one of these non-jobs, where you spend the day smarming up to people, like a freelance consulting management leader consultant kinda bs). So they are both there. Two families have been ripped apart. Because of their selfishness.
My brother is still here, which is amazing, as I don't think my son and myself would be able to cope without him right now. His boss has been very understanding, although I know he will have to go home soon, obviously.
It is all so bizarre and just a month or so ago I would NEVER have predicted any of this. I thought we had the perfect marriage, quite honestly. It all feels so weird. Sleeping in an empty bed, realising that I will die alone, once my son moves away for uni in a few years I will be alone all the time. It is just so surreal and horrifying and heartbreaking. I will never love again, I will never trust again. I am so embarrassed and I just feel like the whole world is just laughing at me for being so pathetic and stupid. But at least now i know the truth. I don't mind my own company, I will get used to a life of solitude, I'm sure. Maybe I will get lots of dogs. We had to give our family dog away when I was a kid and my dad told me it was because I scared it with my seizures. I still don't know if he was joking or not, but I would hate to put another dog through that. Maybe I will get lots of goldfish instead, that's about more my level, I think. Stupid useless twat that I am.
I am so sorry, I don't think I even wrote as much as this for my phd thesis, lol. It is all just so unexpected. I know that is maybe an anti-climactic word to describe my life being torn apart, but that is how i feel. Just in shellshocked, tbh.
Thank you again for your kindness, I really appreciate it.