Can You Recover From a Cheating Partner?
I’m giving myself a solid month of me-time to try and find out
My shit of a husband joined Tinder back in June. I found out on the first of September. The day after I was diagnosed with a serious skin cancer on my face. The day before the funeral of a beloved cousin.
In the history of bad weeks, this was the clear winner.
We were having counseling — about his alcohol issues and the impact they have on our relationship. The resentments, the fighting. I had made it clear that if things didn’t change in a big way, then I was done as there is only so much name-calling and gaslighting about things that did or did not happen that I can take.
I was bereft and sad, but still (naively?) hopeful we could turn things around.
I can’t even go into all the details of how I found out and the fallout from that. Still too painful. When I do think about it I feel sick to my stomach about my trust being betrayed. Trust — something you think is a strong concept, is actually as fragile as a butterfly’s wing.
I also didn’t think my husband was the kind of person to do this. Morally. Or even self-confidence wise. His drinking has led to large weight gain and health issues so I was surprised he even tried to put himself out there and actually go on a date with a woman on…
