I feel such immense anguish I just can't cope with it and I don't really have anybody to talk to.
I loved him so much. I trusted him so much. And he cheated on me and blew our lives apart.
I got his phone and read the full communication of the whole thing because obviously I don't believe a word he says anymore and this is how it went.
She was a neighbour and acquaintance. He started spending regular time with her because she joined a local club where he was one of only a few members, and he says he liked her because she was friendly and nice to him.
They started having chats - not about anything too deep and meaningful - but just long chats at the pub after their club finished. He said he didn't think there was anything wrong with it because he didn't fancy her and didn't think she fancied him either.
She was always flattering him and feigning interest in his interests and so on and he said he doesn't really have any friends so he liked that.
That had gone on for about six weeks when I went away for three months for work. Knowing I was away, she messaged him and said she'd cook for him because she loved cooking and drop it off.
So she brought him over food, and the again, and then started bringing over wine so they eat and chat. When i went over this with him he swears he didn't think of it as an affair because he was not sexually attracted to her and just enjoyed chatting. It turned out they had both experienced childhood abuse and bonded over that.
She was definitely the aggressor. Being very flirty and flattering him like mad over texts and his replies were very brusque. Then they got drunk and he had sex with her.
Her story is that they were alone and suddenly leapt on each other in a passionate clinch like Mills and Boon.
His story is that he was pissed and she started touching his dick.
No idea what's true.
He told her afterwards it was a huge mistake and she messaged him saying she was crying and devastated and could she come over to talk. They got drunk and had sex again.
He repeated this several times. The gist was him saying it had to stop but then agreeing to let her come over because she was upset. Obviously he must have known what was going to happen the minute he let her in the door but he said she was threatening to call me and he was terrified.
Her messages are really bunny boiler for want of a kinder term. She's 12 years his senior, newly divorced and quite well known locally as a lush to a point of falling off bar stools. At neighbourhood events she's always smashed, falling over and being overtly sexual with every man who goes near her.
Anyway, after the sex had gone on for about two weeks and happened three times, she was saying she loved him 😒 There was often about 18 missed calls from her at 3am, and I read messages that showed she'd frequently showed up crying on the front doorstep demanding he let her in.
The messages described her trying to lock him in her bathroom to stop him leaving her house, as well as him calling the police because she was at our house and wouldn't leave. Really unpleasant and he was asking her to leave him alone. Then she would threaten him with various things (calling me, telling his work etc)
Then the next day she would send sweet messages apologising and asking to make it up to him but they were also laced with threats and during this time he got so stressed that he had to take sick leave. Which he never does!
I am no saying this because he's my partner, but reading those messages it looked to me that he'd been emotionally abused by a highly skilled manipulator who was using love bombing mixed with terror and threats. Reading them made me actually pity him.
This went on for a couple of months. She told him she'd always been in love with him, and asked him to leave me and he said no. So the day I got home she wrote me a letter and put it in the letterbox telling me everything. After that I got his phone and pieced together the whole story.
The way he acted isn't a person I recognise. She's not the type of person he'd usually give the time of day to. I am still in complete shock. I understand she flattered him and so on, but I just can't believe he's such a cliche.
We begged me not to leave and cried and apologised for months. He started seeing a counsellor to work through the character flaws that led to his choices and he was crying almost constantly to a point I was more worried about him than myself. He said he felt nothing for her, which I believed based on the messages I read.
But she wouldn't leave us alone. Letters constantly through the door. Harassing me by phone. We had to leave social media and change numbers. I honestly thought one of us would have a heart attack or stroke from the strain of it. He seemed genuinely scared of her to an abnormal level.
But despite this, he kept on breaking his promise of no contact with her, which he framed as "placating" her or "giving her what she needed to move on". Being being furious, I really couldn't understand it because we agreed he wouldn't speak to her at all, but he kept saying she was a nice person (yes, the lady I've just described) and that she was vulnerable and that it was all his fault that she was in such state (she'd told him this).
She got into an affair with an attached man who pretty told her he wasn't interested in a romantic relationship with her, but somehow she had very powerfully convinced him that it was completely his fault and she bore no responsibility at all.
So I moved out because I was so furious that he seemed reluctant to break contact and I didn't want to live in the village with her anymore. He spent weeks on end crying, saying how much he loved me and how he'd ruined his beautiful life - and he did finally stop contact with her.
Given the circumstances I expected him to be relieved, but instead he got very ill and had a complete nervous breakdown for which he was hospitalised for two weeks.
Somehow, he started telling me he missed her and that he had a compulsion to see her because she always made him feel better. He said he loved me, but she was his best friend. And at this point I started really hating him.
He decided he was confused about his feelings and while he was sure he was in love with me and not her, he was very confused about why he felt so desperate and the only way he could feel better was seeing her. Acting, I suppose, like he was in love with her.
He got a little better and said he didn't feel like that anymore and didn't understand why he thought he did. He moved to another area to nearby me, he said in the hope hed be able to repair all the damage. He's been having more therapy and they say he's traumatised. The damage was too much though and I couldn't forgive him.
I don't really know how it's possibly to type anything that conveys the anguish I feel. I had a lovely life with someone I loved so much and now it's gone and I can't understand so many things.
Why he did it
Why he found it so hard to stop despite the consequences
Why he saw her positively when she was obviously a nut
Why he cared about her feelings at my expense
Most of all why, while trying to patch things up with me, he had some kind of desperate need for another woman.
He phoned me today after a period of no contact and I realise how much trauma and anguish I'm I'm. This year has been so awful and part of me wonders why he didn't bloody marry her if she was so great.
I just don't feel I can cope anymore. I feel like just quitting my job and running away