Coming back home after army infantry training, a man discovered terrible truth about his wife. He took to Reddit to seek for advice from the online community.
So I just got back from army infantry training which lasted 22 weeks , during the entire time my wife (whom I’ve been with her for 3 years married last year officially) had multiple af:fa:irs with several different guys while I was away.
I came home last week and accidentally discovered videos she made on her IPad with them that were time stamped, geo pinned , and “graphic” to say the least .
I haven’t said a word about it nor confronted her yet and I have no idea what to do now , I need some guidance please…
My son stole my husband’s laptop to study for an exam. Everything appeared fine until he approached me, visibly disturbed, and said, “Mom, I unintentionally discovered a folder of strange images on Dad’s PC.
I believe you should see this.
I took the laptop from him, my heart racing.
As I opened the folder, I felt a combination of fear and incredulity. In amazement, the laptop slid out of my grasp and crashed to the floor.
In those photos, my husband and my sister were unmistakably together, in intimate and compromising positions.
It felt like the ground had been ripped from under me. I picked up the laptop, my hands shaking, and scrolled through more photos, each one more devastating than the last.
“Mom, what is it?” my son asked, his voice full of worry.
I couldn’t let him see.
“It’s nothing, sweetheart,” I lied, forcing a smile.
“Just some old photos. I’ll handle it.”
He was unsure but nodded, understanding my anguish. He returned to his room, and I sat down to contemplate what I had seen.
My thoughts were racing with questions.
How long was this going on? How could they have betrayed me like this?
I needed answers.
My husband would be home in a few hours, and I knew I needed to confront him. The wait seemed like an eternity.
I went over every encounter with my sister from the previous three months, looking for any signals I could have missed.
When my spouse finally came through the door, I was prepared.
“We need to talk,” I replied, my voice quivering from rage and hurt.
He stared at me, puzzled. “What’s wrong?”
I handed him the laptop, which was open to a folder. His face drained of color as he recognized what I’d found.
“Linda, I can explain,” he mumbled.
“Explain?” I shouted.
“Explain how you and my sister could do this to me? To our family?”
Tears streamed down my face as he tried to reach for me.
“It was a mistake,” he said, his voice breaking. “It happened only once, and we regretted it immediately.
We didn’t know how to tell you.”
“Once?” I scoffed, showing him the dates on the photos, spanning several months.
“How could you betray me like this? And with my own sister?”
He appeared disheartened, unable to find the appropriate words. “I’m so sorry, Linda.
“I was weak and made a terrible mistake.”
I wasn’t sure what to say.
My life had been shattered, and the individuals I relied on the most had deceived me in the worst way possible. “I need you to leave,” I explained quietly.
“I can’t look at you right now.”
He nodded, tears in his eyes, and exited the house. I sank on the couch and sobbed.
The ache was excruciating.
The following few days were a blur.
I couldn’t eat and couldn’t sleep. My sister tried to call me, but I ignored her. How would I ever face her again?
Eventually, I realized I needed to make some decisions.
I could not allow this destroy me or my family.
I had to be strong for my son.
I contacted a therapist to see if they might help me sort through this chaos. I also contacted an attorney to examine my alternatives.
Confronting my sister was the hardest part.
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