LET'S PROVIDE A LITTLE HISTORY
On November 30th, my husband of 18 years and partner of 21 informed me that he had been having an affair with someone I considered a friend. My world collapsed. I knew things weren't great between us but I didn't think they were horrible. Things had been getting better. He told me about the affair because he could no longer live with the guilt of the affair. He told me he wanted me. He told me he loved her. He loved her but he loved our family more. He told me he was sorry. He told me he didn't realize how much it would hurt me. He thought I didn't care. He thought I had turned away from our marriage. We talked for hours. We cried. We talked. We whisper yelled. We made love. I didn't sleep that night and I will be honest, I haven't slept well since. I decided not to kick him out. We agreed to hide this from our 17 year daughter and I left for a business trip a few days early. Fast forward to today, March 18th. We are still living together.