Caught Carrie with her boyfriend last night.  Boy I guess when people here tell you to believe your gut instinct they are so very right.She told me to have the kids call her early so she could go to bed at 7pm because she wasnt feeling well.Carrie in bed by 7pm? Yeah right, I dont care how sick she is.  Plus she says she canceled plans with her friend Karen to stay home. But she forgot that she told me on friday she had plans with Karen on SATURDAY not Sunday.    She also told me she was taking some Tylenol PM to help her get to sleep early.   Well Carrie dont take over the counter pills, and she sent the Tylenol PM packing with me when I moved on Friday.   So um yeah, im not stupid. Christ.So I had the kids call her, then I went over to the house an hour and a half later.  I knew. I think im psychic, really. Not only did I know she had a guy over, but that he would be in our room and she would pretend nothing was going on.   She tried to not answer the door, but I have the code to the garage still (she dont know how to change it yet).  Sure enough her car was in the driveway, but the house was completely black.  Hmmmm.  So maybe someone picked her up? Nah I knew she was inside, and I knew he was too.So I started pounding on the door, and I started calling.  I text messaged her and told her I wasnt leaving the garage till she came to the door.    She answered in a teddy with some silk pajama bottoms pulled on.   She pretended to be tired.  I told her "cut the act Carrie, what is going on"?   She looked at me and knew I knew and said "you know".I went to the room, the poor guy was hiding in the dark in her bathroom!  5 years ago, the old Patton would have killed him, or at least put him in the hospital.   Maybe I still would have, but he was shivering, and white as a ghost, and hiding like a coward.  He wasnt even better looking than me. A school type no doubt, looked like an engineer or a software guy.   I just looked at him and said "man you must be crazy letting my wife talk you into coming into my house 2 days after I left it, maybe she didnt totally inform you about me and what im capable of " (I used to be a brawler, fighting was like crack to me for years).    He just shivered and said "man im sorry, ive been standing where you are now and I never thought I would be the 'other guy'."     Ha ha! What do you say to that? I just told him "man you should no better than."  Carrie asked me what I was going to do, I backed away, let the guy breathe for the first time and told her "nothing I guess, I dont want to lose the kids by going to prison."    Im glad this morning that God guided my temper and kept me calm.  We met at Dennys an hour later to talk (she called me saying she brought him home and needed to talk to me).    She claimed she did it to hurt me. She claimed she didnt even know him till the week she decided to end it. She claimed they have never done anything except talk and kiss.  She claimed part of her wanted me to find out so she could get at me.    Blah blah blah.   She claimed she still loved me and wanted us to be friends.   I didnt know what to say other than "I didnt think you could do this".   I want to believe her so we can be decent and get through this together like we said we would; but part of me really believes she is just capable now of looking at me and lying with no remorse.     At the time I told her "ok".  But I was tired, and I was still in shock (I think I still am).  But looking back now I have to wonder.   I told her "fuck her", if she wanted to be out being in another relationship already then why shouldnt I go back to the house, and she can move into this fucking apartment?  Why shouldnt I get a lawyer and demand 1/2 her retirement savings?  Why shouldnt I fight for alimony (she out earns me 2 to 1 and im disabled for another 2 months)?   So I have to wonder if she is telling the things she needs to tell me to keep me hanging onto our friendship, or if she is actually being honest.   How the hell do I believe her now? I am so angry now, and so sick I could throw up at any moment.  Its so unfair! Why should I be in this apartment, lonely, missing us, working through the emotions of 10 years gone awry, and she gets companionship and comfort?  In my house 2 days after I left too!!  My God!  I never thought Carrie could be so calus with a persons feelings, she just didnt seem capable of it. She wants to come over tonight again and talk.  She wants to help me with getting the apartment in better order.  She wants us to talk about our future as friends and how we can make things work (with the divorce) and our new life together (as friends).    I want to have her here just because I want those things too.  But I dont want to let her manipulate me either.  I just dont know what to do.