My wonderful father died a couple of months ago. He really was the most kind and considerate man, a gentleman and an all-round good egg. He was with my mum for over 50 years and they always seemed very in love still and had very intelligent vibrant conversations. They travelled lots and had a good social life. We had an idyllic childhood in an old wonky house with a big garden where my Mum cooked delicious food for us all the time and we had a good education thanks to the help of the wider family. We have been heartbroken by his death and everyone that knows him has been regaling us with wonderful stories about him and how much he helped and supported them etc. it’s been a really hard summer. My mum has been cleaning out lots of things from the house and gave me his tablet as she has her own iPad. I was looking through it this week and found some strange emails. I started investigating and found myself reading email exchanges with other women. I found that he had another email account with a pseudo name (which I can’t get into currently). What I could glean is that he had an affair about 15 years ago and was meeting other women for sex centred around BDSM. I can’t believe he even knows what it is - it was sickening reading the lingo he used - I think he must have been part of that world more than I realise. He was meeting women the same age as me, his daughter and saying they could call him “Daddy”. I’ve been shellshocked for the last few days. I’m by no means blind to human behaviour and the behaviour of men in particular, it’s just that there was never any inkling that he was like that which is why I’m so shocked. I never even heard him make any “male” jokes about women or say anything derogatory or even slightly flirtatious. He was just so honorable and kind. It’s unbelievable that he was part of this world and seemed to show no signs of guilt or remorse, how could the person I know behave like that? This knowledge has terminated my grief process because I don’t feel I can grieve the person I knew - as it seems I didn’t know him. It would kill my Mum to find out and I don’t know how I’m going to sit on the information. Sometimes I think I should give her the dignity of truth but equally the thought of breaking her world apart kills me when she has done nothing else in her life apart from make all of our lives run more smoothly with a lot of magic thrown in. I hate that he did this and now it’s my burden. In his emails with one woman, he even mentioned a friend that could join him which I worked out was a family friend that has been close to our family for years. I can’t believe my dad would be so unashamed of his behaviour that he shared it with a friend (who was my mums best friends husband). It’s all so disgusting and I don’t think I’ve even scratched the surface. How do I go on knowing what I know!?