Just happened on to this thread, quite the story. As brutal as it gets. B R U T A L. You can really see that by how posters are getting angered by your story, and thinking about it off-line. They/we are emotionally invested in your outcome. Phrases like, "If it were me..." Whew! Some random thoughts, no real advice...
- I believe the majority of infidelities are never discovered. You got "lucky" in discovering yours, although I also bet (with no evidence to support it other than experience) that those two pictures triggered something lurking, a memory tucked away. Makes you wonder how many other millions of others haven't been discovered. You look at people differently now, no?
- People live incredibly complex internal lives, and your wife's was as multi-layered as they come. You were a supporting actor in her life play. He was too. If what you said and what she said is true, she hit the bottom and stared into the abyss of soul-destroying narcissism, and clawed her way out when she finally looked into a mirror and saw The Truth of Things. I'd guess (again without evidence) that she sort of knew she was living in grace, with you not knowing. Yet she kept those pictures. Part of her life story. And she kept that envelope. Tough one.
- Would she have left you if he hadn't died? It doesn't matter. Enough had already happened. He died.
- Horrible things said about you to OM and other people? Friend network covered for them? BTDT. Yet you have a devoted wife now who has your back. BTDT too. How to reconcile those things? Starting point is just to accept they happened. It happened. She said them then, she acts this way now. Accept they are both truths. She believed them then, she believes this way now. Can people really do that? Yes.
- Have you ever had a friend who in earlier life was an arch enemy? The kid in the neighborhood that you fought with, shit-talked you, then older (even much older) came around to becoming friends with? Had the person who never really knew who you were, until you actually got to know them? Your story smacks of that to me. I know, you were MARRIED to her, but you know what? You certainly didn't know her, you know that 1000% for sure now. She probably didn't know you either. None are so blind as those who choose not to see. This mess has likely blowtorched the bullshit off of both of you, for better or worse. Something to ponder on.
- On the D or R thing, pure statistics suggest a betting man put his money on D. The majority of As where the man is the BS end in D, period. Whatever. As someone else said, the paths run parallel right up to the point where you make the choice. As someone else said, this puts you in control, and survival is all about control.
- You're an engineer. You just got dropped into the stew of the crooked timber of humanity, a nice, up a little too close and personal view of it. Take the time to look around, and really look at people. A lot to be learned about what makes others, and yourself, tick. Insight into the Truth of Things. Use it.
Spent some time at work and then went home to tidy up before the girls arrive tomorrow. Looking forward to their visit. We are going to fry a turkey, so wish me luck.
Try spatchcocking the bird next time. It involves ripping out the backbone and pounding on the sternum until it cracks. Instant therapy.
You've been heard, shipmate. You're doing fine. You'll be OK.
Sending strength!