He pleaded guilty, spent a few days in jail like the rest of the guys who go looking for sex partners in the woods (not sure why they do this)
He started counseling for his exhibitionism and other related problems. He is going back next week and then the week after I was going to go in too. Because yeah I am so fucked up in my head over all this....now even more so.
But while he was in jail I called and made an appointment to see the cop who arrested him for the following week. I believe him when he told me he didn't ever have sex with any of those guys, but I swore I'd never ignore that gnawing in the back of my brain again so I went yesterday to the appointment. It was kind of a long drive, and I was so nervous that I'd find out something I didn't want to find out. The cop was so nice, I ask him if many wives come to see him, he said no, but many do call. I told him what my husband had told me and he gently told me that he wasn't being completely honest with me. I ask him if I could see the video. I knew he was telling me the truth but I also knew that my heart wanted to believe my husband. The cop told me it was graphic and would be hard to watch, I told him that I really, really needed to see it. So I did.
I cried all the way home, to find out that my whole marriage had been a lie......I can't tell you how devastated I am. I feel like my heart has been ripped out. This has been going on for nearly the entire marriage. He swears he still loves me, this I don't understand.......how can he say this if he wants to be with men and has been with men during our marriage? I don't have what he wants, why does he ..........damn I feel so alone now. I have no one, no one I can talk to about this. Oh yeah I could go see the shrink and listen to him tell me that my husband does indeed love me and that he can be cured. You all here know that there isn't a cure for what he has.
I understand when someone is gay, and I understand when someone is straight, I don't understand being bi.
I don't know what to do now. I made my appoint to be checked for HIv and all the others. God I hate him. He left a note on the coffee pot this morning just to tell me that he really does love me no matter what. How fucked up is that? It only made me cry until I was ready to puke. Just as I got myself undercontrol 20 minutes later he calls from work to check on me.
I so sorry for the venting here. I just have no one to talk to.











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