march

I’m a 48-yr-old mother of three girls, 24, 22, and 12, and a son who’s 19. I found out three years ago that my second husband, who has helped raise my 3 kids from my first marriage and our child together, the man who coached all the sports teams and was home by 5:30 every day, the guy who was always vying for Father of the Year, was spending his drive time chatting on sex lines, sitting in the parking lot at the Y and Home Depot jacking off, hooking up with strangers he found on Craigslist during his lunch hours, and banging his assistant for about a decade. Two and a half years into “recovery,” he was no longer attending meetings or going to therapy (because he’s CURED) and he recently failed a polygraph. I’m done.