Oh I trusted so much. I was caring for the kids and keeping up the house and doing play dates and cooking new recipies. We were just getting to the point where there was more energy and time for us and it just exploded. This summer I was frantic trying to find out what was going on. There was the nightly porn and the cell phone crap. I fought denial. Then I cornered him and let it slip I had been watching him at night. He got terrified and had a friend call me to milk me for information. Now I know why. Like so many stories before. He's a fire fighter involved in training the new recruits. He fell for one of them and they were still on probation. He finally pressed it to far one day before the probationary period was over. Now he's bought a house and is living with her. I finally put all the pieces together the last few days. Oh how it hurts. I know she is not the first one but she's the one he's with. He just gave up and never fougt for us. I hate this.