Hi everyone,

I am here with an update on a thread that I have created in the beginning of October. If you are interested, read it before this one. You can find it here:

https://www.forums.red/p/asktrp/321418/on_the_verge_of_divorce

A lot has changed since then and I have to take my hat off to the experienced guys on here, that assessed the situation spot on. As you can probably guess already, there is no happyending here. At least when it comes to the idea of keeping the family together and living happily ever after. We shall see about happiness of the individual members of the now broken family in the future.

Please allow me to make this post long as I believe that the original thread gained a bit of interest and I believe the ending is similarly interesting. Also I want to do a justice to the story. And again, please excuse my English, it is not my first language. Here we go.

So after the OP was posted and I’ve tried to take few advice to heart. Work out, STFU and read the sidebar. 1 and 3 are pretty self explanatory. So what did I do when it came to STFU. For a full month instead of begging, pleading and explaining I tried to distance myself on purpose from her. I let her start the interactions and only react to it. If she was nice, I was nice, if she asked for something, I’ve answered, If she came at me with shit, the shit was going right back. It had two effects. We barely talked to each other after few weeks and the relationship went from bad to worse. Secondly, I have slowly allowed myself to let go, I’ve started to see her in worse light and realized I can’t probably trust her anymore. Then my car broke down.

We had to share a car for about two weeks, going to and from work, picking ourselves up etc. Since the break up in July she got herself a new phone that she kept locked and she was on it constantly. I’ve played with an idea of snatching the phone out of her hands and run away as that phone would be able to answer a lot of my questions. But I also knew that it would be it, that would be the end of it all. One day when we traveled together again I was able to catch the phone opening gesture with a corner of my eye. After couple of days when I have found the phone unattended for a brief moment, I tried the gesture and it opened right up. My heart skipped a beat and I shut it down in panic. I went to google to find out ways to get the whatsapp messages out of there. It took me couple of days to learn how to connect whatsapp to my computer and another few days to find the phone unguarded and execute the connection. But on the 1st of November I had it all on my computer.

The findings were truly shocking to me. So to get the story complete we have to go back few years when she secretly started wishing to fall in love again. And then before Christmas last year. Bam. It happened, she fell in love with a colleague from work. It was all platonic right until the June this year where they spend a night together cuddling and kissing. She was unbearably bitchy to me since then and she broke up with me in July. Right after that she ran to him and they had something where not “everything happened but it was still whoooa”. At that time I was in the deepest emotional shit since my teenage years when my dad passed away and I admit I was fighting my demons and had the darkest thoughts entering my mind. At around September or early October they had an intercourse and that sealed the deal for me.

There is thousands and thousands of messages in the group chat between her and her two female friends from work whom I call the witches. I was only able to go back around 14 days in the messages because the computer started freezing up under the amount of messages. But then she confided in this friend and that friend, so after some time I had a full picture.

When I first saw the messages I was surprised there wasn’t a whole lot about me but about this new guy. Apparently he is married with 3 children the youngest is only 3 years old. His wife found out about this and he was probably given a second chance so he ended it with my wife. So apparently it was her who was going through a break up and emotional turmoil and needed help. I thought I was the one in dire straights but I was only losing my family. She was losing the man who she "loved very much and the true ONE". She was also jealous of his wife, which I would find pretty amusing if I wasn’t sick to my stomach.

The whole chat is pretty fascinating to read. They are all very vulgar, deragotary towards all men and at the same time behaving like 16 year olds being excited about a single comment or like on social media from the guys they are chasing after.

My wife now hates the guy she fucked, hates his wife, hates me of course and wants to fuck a tall guy with a big dick. And apparently those guys exists because one like this was checking her out in the supermarket the other day. There is very little thought or regards about our children in there. I am being called by the worst names possible in these chats. English is not that colourful to describe what I’m being called. It would roughly translate as motherfucker, cocksucker, dickhead, idiot, imbecile, moron or primitive. I'm being called that both by my wife and the witches who I met only briefly once in my life. The name calling of myself also spills over to every possible friend of hers and her parents. I was in shock and disbelieve.

All in all we are divorcing and she is moving out. I am truly and utterly over her. It still breaks my heart whenever I look at my children and I am still in disbelieve why this all happened. It will be incredibly hard for them I believe. They are still oblivious to everything and I still think all of this wasn’t necessary. However, I can’t get past the infidelity, the name calling and the sheer amount of disrespect towards me just tops it off. I can’t look at her anymore, I can’t talk to her, I truly wish she was gone already. I don’t even know how we are going to handle the business side of things now.

On the bright side, I may be able to keep the house If I “behave” . I was promised that by her and her father and I have them both on record. I don’t necessarily trust them but if they would back out of that promise I have measures in place to not to make it easy for them. Kids will be 100 pct shared custody. So all in all it is probably not that bad compared to the other divorce raped guys in the western world. I know one myself. My thoughts are with you guys.

To finish the story off I met this girl online recently and I was able to talk her into sharing a bed with me at the end of the year. It still might not happen but the hotel room is booked. And she told me she’s looking forward to it. But that is a different story for the new me and my new life ahead.

Big thank you to GOINGTHEDISTANCE who reached out to me the day the OP was posted and we kept in touch since. He was my willow and was listening to my sobbing as the story was unfolding.

Thank you guys for your replies and insights in the October OP. I’m glad I have found TRP as the pink glasses are truly off and I will never look at women the same. I am still new to all this and have quite a few books to go through and make my own sense about it.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

maltys