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*deep breath* Okay... I will preface this by saying that I am not a perfect person. I know that no-one is, but I have made more than my fair share of mistakes, several of which have bearing on this situation.
Spoiler: In which I am an asshole
Spoiler: In which this leads to reciprocal issues
I interject here by stating that she found out about my actions by going through my phone, acting on her suspicions. Fucked up, but I really don't have a leg to stand on, here.
Spoiler: In which karma is a bitch
Spoiler: In which there is a Part 2: the Revengeining
I'm so fucking furious that I'm literally sick to my stomach. But so frustrated, because I know that I don't have a leg to stand on, because of my own history in this matter.
This kids are going to be going to their grandparents next weekend. I don't know if I can sit on this that long - seriously, I couldn't sleep at all last night. Should I confront her now, or wait?
By "confront" I mean "Let's sit down and talk about this, and figure out exactly where we're at." I'm furious... but I have no desire to hurt her, or the kids in this.
Spoiler: In which I am an asshole
.... I am married, with children. During my marriage, I have been guilty of sexting other women on no less than 4 separate occasions. There's not been any particular reason that I've found for this, unless I tie it in to my addiction to pornography. I know that sounds like a cop-out answer for being a sleazy asshole, but the more research I've been doing on "porn addiction," (something I once brushed off as a fake issue) the more I realize that it acts the same way as any other dopamine-triggering habit. Reading these series of articles on The Art of Manliness helped put it in perspective for me.
Spoiler: In which this leads to reciprocal issues
In any case, enough excuses for my stupidity. Recently, my wife and I had been going through a rough patch, brought on by my most recent - and final - sexting incident, where I had reconnected with an old friend from high school. The blow-up was epic, most deserved, and started me down the road to getting my head straight in a way that the other times never seemed to click right.
During this time, she mentioned something about feeling bad about how we'd both been going to other people for closeness, instead of each other. This sent up a warning flag - "other people?"
During this time, she mentioned something about feeling bad about how we'd both been going to other people for closeness, instead of each other. This sent up a warning flag - "other people?"
I interject here by stating that she found out about my actions by going through my phone, acting on her suspicions. Fucked up, but I really don't have a leg to stand on, here.
Spoiler: In which karma is a bitch
In any case, I returned the favor, checking out her phone, and finding a series of messages on Facebook messenger to a friend of HERS from high school, talking about "are you free to Skype?" "Not yet, kids are still up." Unusual, but not damning. What set me off was:
"You should come down here next week."
"Why?" "Hubby's going to be gone over the weekend."
"Awww, can't... car's broke."
As well as a couple messages about her going to help him move into his new place, and him joking about how little work would actually get done, and her agreeing.
(This friend is 8 hours away, so I'm not worried about her up and disappearing randomly).
"You should come down here next week."
"Why?" "Hubby's going to be gone over the weekend."
"Awww, can't... car's broke."
As well as a couple messages about her going to help him move into his new place, and him joking about how little work would actually get done, and her agreeing.
(This friend is 8 hours away, so I'm not worried about her up and disappearing randomly).
Spoiler: In which there is a Part 2: the Revengeining
This all occurred back in September, 2 months after I fucked up for the last time. In the intervening time, we were distant, but still talking. Reading those messages prompted me to step up my Hubby game, and for a while, everything seemed to be fine. There were no new messages in the log... although I have my suspicions that some were still being erased.
Recently, she's started being guarded about her phone again. So I check her (changed password) phone again, and find:
Him: "Mmmm"
Him: "I don't think I would last very long with your mouth all over my cock.
Her: "No one ever does..."
Him: "You like being bent over?"
Her: "Yes, bent over and spanked!!!"
Him: "Oh yes, I can do that for you"
Her: "I'll bet."
The kicker? We were heading out to lunch when she was having this exchange.
Recently, she's started being guarded about her phone again. So I check her (changed password) phone again, and find:
Him: "Mmmm"
Him: "I don't think I would last very long with your mouth all over my cock.
Her: "No one ever does..."
Him: "You like being bent over?"
Her: "Yes, bent over and spanked!!!"
Him: "Oh yes, I can do that for you"
Her: "I'll bet."
The kicker? We were heading out to lunch when she was having this exchange.
I'm so fucking furious that I'm literally sick to my stomach. But so frustrated, because I know that I don't have a leg to stand on, because of my own history in this matter.
This kids are going to be going to their grandparents next weekend. I don't know if I can sit on this that long - seriously, I couldn't sleep at all last night. Should I confront her now, or wait?
By "confront" I mean "Let's sit down and talk about this, and figure out exactly where we're at." I'm furious... but I have no desire to hurt her, or the kids in this.