DD was three days ago. I don't know who is this person.
We had been talking about having another kid. She has issues, so the path was arduous.
And then a job trip opened up, off she went, and we kept talking via phone, skype, the works.
We talked about how we would miss the ovulation date, and how that would make us wait another month. NBD, I can wait.
Of course, since she was away, I had to keep track of many things including her cloud account, make copies, and do some editing on some documents she's working on.
And boom! A week after day she was supposed to start ovulation, I see her in a selfie with a guy she works with, and to which she has been referring a lot. I copied the photo, and about a day later she deleted it from the account.
Now, about the selfie: the woman I married is a person that doesn't drink, doesn't party, goes to bed at 10pm at latest, doesn't like pictures in social media, doesn't do selfies and most importantly, abhors physical contact with strangers. Seeing her with this guy was as out of character as seeing a germophobe digging through trash. That photo was in itself shocking. But that also made me remember the last conversation before ovulation day: curt, short, clippy and perfunctory. It was a person that seemed eager to dismiss me.
So, I went to her family phone tracker, because she used to make sure we are all safe at home or at school, and of course, I see her driving to liquor stores late at night, and by her own admission ("via text") partying until 5am. Of course, she says she didn't drink.
There were no more pictures, but her tone in the messages was off, angry, hurtful, accusing, and these all ceased about ten minutes before she headed off to the next party, to the next liquor store, and another in which she drives half an hour to go to an oyster bar before heading to the hotel. The guy - she kept telling me about him - was her driver because he knew the region, and he would be the one driving. So, in every instance, I know that it is this guy driving, and we are paying for it!
The last thing I see is that they are staying at a fancy hotel, and she told me that she had to hire him full time to travel throughout the region. Basically, I seems as she is having her own honeymoon, while I stay home and take care of our kid.
She will arrive in three days, and I am dreading the conversation. She is adept at telling stories (True or not) and making people like her, so I need proof that would be admissible by a lawyer and a judge. At least I need her to acknowledge out loud that she cheated, both for get her to work towards a possible R or, if things don't improve, D and all the attendant custody and alimony issues.
I have read the forums, but besides the need to get a lawyer, a VAR and solid proof that can be admitted in court, I can’t think of anything. Also, I know not to have sex with her at least until a) she gets checked out for STDs, and b) enough time passes so I don’t run the risk of having doubts about the paternity of a possible pregnancy. I know that, realistically, there's a high probability that we will engage in some weird hysterical bonding, so I am preparing a medical excuse to avoid things, at least until I have some more solid proof.
Am I having ideas, am I hallucinating, am I making this stuff up? Surely this intelligent gorgeous dedicated person that I love wouldn't risk everything we have worked so hard for all this time in a mindless ill-advised tryst? Surely she wouldn't risk her professional reputation with a personal illicit relationship with a married man that works under her! Surely she wouldn't try to have sex on ovulation day with a stranger!
I can't sleep, can't eat, am depressed all the time and I really hope I am imagining things, that I am making a storm where there's nothing, that this is all a misunderstanding and that they are all just friends, but there are so many signs out there making a pattern, a pattern so familiar, that it even hurts to think about it.
Thanks for reading this rant.