My wife is in love with another man and has been ever since we met each other 28 years ago. I found out this weekend by finding a letter in a notebook that she wrote in 2017.
The only physical intimacy that was mentioned in this notebook was a hug. Two very intense hugs. That doesn’t sound so bad?
The 5 page letter she wrote details how she has loved him, wanted him, dreamed of him, and cried for him. How she’s been miserable over the years not being able to be with him.
I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to start over. Everything I thought was true has been a lie. Everything makes so much sense now. This reality is a bit much to take.
Edit: I sent her a copy of the letter that I typed up after I took pictures of every page. I wasn’t snooping, I don’t do that or I would have found this letter 5 years ago.
I was looking for a snack, a particular snack and I knew she kept them in her backpack and she was fine with me getting one out of there.
When I unzipped the backpack, it fell open and the notebook hit the floor wide open. There were certain words that popped out at me when I picked up the notebook.
These words made me smile at first, thinking this was a letter she had wrote me but never gave me.