Trigger.Trigger.Trigger...BANG.

Will the discoveries and revelations never end? Been 3 weeks now and I'm still realizing stuff about his affair and his lies.
Case in point: cell phones. Last summer we decided to get iphones. I realized this morning that that event coincides pretty neatly with when he got transferred away from her to a different work site. He claims even now that getting the phones was because he needed one for the site he's working at now but also admits that a valid secondary reason was to keep in touch with her.
Fucker.
It seems like the triggers never end. There's always something new to realize. I hate this man...whoever he is. We start therapy on the 3rd and I waver between thinking maybe it will help and knowing in my heart that I can't suffer this injustice and go on with him. I don't even know him anyways, what is there to salvage? A relationship with a stranger? And how do you fix a marriage that he claims wasn't broken in the first place. It never would have ended. I hate him for making a mockery of my life.
My life. A joke.