It was today that I was trapped in a fire last year. I tried and tried to call my wife and got nothimg but voicemail. As I realized what was happening, my thoughts of my family, propelled me into a drastic course of action for escape. If I knew then, what I found out a week later, I would have just sat there and let it happen. The first time in our 9 years together, I really needed her, I mean truly needed to hear her and talk to her, she was with him. She wouldn't call me, despite all my calls, because she didn't want me to spoil her fun. When I needed her most, she was giving all she had to him and to me, this is the hardest insult to take. This may be the thing that sinks us, because this I just can't forgive and forget.

Jordan

Children make great life jackets.

I understand Jordan. It's a profoundly insulting feeling. It's not something you ever forget.

I remember when my X went to an 'out of town conference' which was very odd for him to do. I was home with a severe ear infection, in intense pain, and caring for our 8-year old.

The OW left her husband and 3 kids, and they drove to her surprise weekend vacation location (a place our family went a lot and also my birth town).

All I can say is that I have not thought about this for a very long time. I have not felt it either. It has obviously not been forgotten, it just lost its power. Not sure when that changed. Certainly it was not after 1 year or even 5 years. I'm beyond 8 years now, and that horrid heart sting is finally in the past.

RW