Dear Husband,
You cheated on me. 4 separate times over a 2 week period. 1 time was just TWO DAYS after you’d returned home from collecting our eldest kid from the end of her 1st yr at college. I showed you the evidence of it. Asked for an explanation. You flat out lied, then admitted that it happened.
You have not apologized.
So you’re not sorry that it happened. You’re sorry that you got caught.
You’ve been an amazing dad to our 2 daughters. For that, I am thankful.
You have not handled the death of your mother very well. The kids and I all can plainly see that. Our friends see that. We’ve even asked you to go get grief counseling. You refuse.
Instead, you first threw yourself into your work. But I became your verbal punching bag, your outlet for all of your stress. I’m done with having to sit here and just take it when you fly off the handle and flip out on me for asking you a harmless question like “Hey, is your doctor appointment this week or next week?” Even the kids have commented to me that they don’t think it’s ok that you take your frustration out on me.
I’ve decided that I do not want to live the rest of my life like this. I am sick of picking up after you. Sick of having to remind you about everything. Sick and tired of you leaving your clutter all over the place. And now, I’m sick and tired of you lying to me.
THE #1 thing that has ALWAYS attracted to me is your directness & honesty. Through all the storms we’ve weathered through the years, you’ve always been honest.
Now you’ve totally destroyed the entire foundation of our relationship. I’m not interested in getting couples counseling. I’m not interested in trying to restore our relationship. I am disgusted and revolted by your behavior. And I no longer respect you at all. I do not wish you ill will. I still want what’s best for you. But I’m almost to the point where I really don’t love you anymore.
There’s no going back.
So I hope whoever you did that with was worth it. You said it wasn’t “through an app.” Ok, so it’s somebody you met beforehand in person. I don’t care who it was. I’m done.
You are stupid and clueless and have no idea what the long term implications of this are. But here you are, acting like everything’s fine and back to normal. It’s not.
I’m glad that you’re going to a work conference next week. I don’t care if you engage in extracurricular activities while there. While you’re gone, I’m getting my own checking account. I’m getting my paychecks deposited there instead of our joint account. And I’m going to find a family lawyer to do a consultation with. And right now, I’m leaning toward filing for a legal separation so I can legally be protected from you and your stupidity.
Next month will be our 30th wedding anniversary. You just urinated all over that. Hope that those 4 meet ups in a hotel with somebody was worth it. You are dumb as a box of rocks right now. I’m done with a capital D.