Jesus, help me, my hands won't stop shaking. I am putting this out on every forum I am a member of, under an assumed name, of as a plea for help.
A little bit of background is needed. My wife and I love each other with all our hearts. We have known each other for over 10 years now. She was my best friend in middle school, my crush/high school sweetheart, she is the woman I lost my virginity to, and we have been married for going on 3 years now. Unfortunately no children.
A few months ago; due to stresses from work, bills, and other issues; I was having some major depression problems. As you can imagine my relationship with her suffered. I was cold and distant, not just from her but from everyone.
One night, much like this one, she went to bed early for work and I stayed up late on the computer messing around. Her phone buzzed on the charger by the sofa, not 3 steps away. Now I don't know why I did it, could be that she had mentioned her sister was sick, but I innocently picked it up and looked. It said it was from some guy, I thought it might be her brother in law updating her. I opened it, the biggest mistake ever.
What I found was a conversation that she had been having with this man about things of a sexual nature, and it wasn't just one guy. It was at least a dozen. Seems she had been on a meeting sight. A BDSM lifestyle website. Now I am a pretty vanilla guy so quite a bit of this stuff that was being talked about struck me as off. Very graphic stuff.
As you can imagine it felt like my heart stopped. I was enraged, I felt like bursting in there and telling her off. I calmed down and rationally woke her up and confronted her as calmly as possible. That is to say that within 5 minutes of her waking up I was yelling and screaming at her. What was she thinking? How could she do this to me? To us? How could she cheat on me after all these years?
She just cried. She said she was sorry, but she felt like she needed someone to talk to, she wanted to feel wanted. She said that she didn't think I found her sexually attractive anymore and that it had been months since I even touched her. Besides, she explained to me, it's just conversation. It's not like she was doing anything physical.
This didn't sit well with me, I still felt angry and cheated and a whole bunch of other emotions. She felt like I had violated her privacy. But, like the kind and forgiving person I am, I forgave her after a great deal of talk and a lot of missed sleep we made up.
Time passed and my heart healed. We were close again, we talked, things went back to normal. We were happy and in love, maybe even more so because we almost lost each other.
This brings me to today. As a surprise I found my wife's old laptop and I planned on doing some small labor on it. She wanted a new one for work, but I insisted that the old one would be just fine with a bit of TLC. When I booted it up after upgrading a few hardware components I found that it was password protected, okay she uses it in public doesn't want anyone getting on it and stealing info. After logging in as the admin account via safe mode I disabled the password on her account. I logged on and was installing and updating the drivers, running a few scans of the system. While I was waiting for a defrag to run I was flipping through her media files looking at her music collection and planning to back up her stuff when I came across her pictures.
The one folder was full of pictures of her. Some with intimate apparel, some nude. These were the photos she had been uploading and sending to those guys months ago. Quite a few caught my eye, and yes I must admit I was perving on my wife a bit at this point.
Then I found a few that sent me back to that night. One had a hand spreading her open, it wasn't her hand. One had her trussed up like a Christmas goose, all tied to a chair with a blindfold and a gag and a vibrating wand between her legs, I never bought any of that stuff and if she had how did she get into it all without help? Who took the picture? And the one that is going to be the last nail in my coffin, the one that was taken in a point of view had her giving a blowjob to someone and it wasn't me.
I know this all happened months ago, and I thought we moved on, but I am now so sick with nerves over what to do. I hid the laptop and haven't said a word to her over it.
Do I confront her with the pictures? If so she will be mad at me violating her privacy again. I could lose her over this.
However, I am so very sick at the thought of keeping this knowledge bottled up inside that I can't sleep or eat or anything. Should I try to forget it and just pretend I never saw it?
This has filled me with doubt as to the authenticity of my marriage, not to mention my pride as a man.
Please help me.
Edit: It's been a long hard past couple of days, I finally got the courage up to talk to her, yes we fought, but in the end I was able to make her see what she had done to me. I felt like I had lost everything that I was. I thought that we were connected and that I was special and now I feel like I'm disposable. We are talking to a councilor and they seem optimistic that if we were able to talk it through and get to this point then we should be able to save the marriage if we work together.
Thank you everyone for the kind words, the encouragement, and for giving me a place to put this out there so it's not taking up space in my head anymore. The Escapist may have just saved my marriage and my life.
A little bit of background is needed. My wife and I love each other with all our hearts. We have known each other for over 10 years now. She was my best friend in middle school, my crush/high school sweetheart, she is the woman I lost my virginity to, and we have been married for going on 3 years now. Unfortunately no children.
A few months ago; due to stresses from work, bills, and other issues; I was having some major depression problems. As you can imagine my relationship with her suffered. I was cold and distant, not just from her but from everyone.
One night, much like this one, she went to bed early for work and I stayed up late on the computer messing around. Her phone buzzed on the charger by the sofa, not 3 steps away. Now I don't know why I did it, could be that she had mentioned her sister was sick, but I innocently picked it up and looked. It said it was from some guy, I thought it might be her brother in law updating her. I opened it, the biggest mistake ever.
What I found was a conversation that she had been having with this man about things of a sexual nature, and it wasn't just one guy. It was at least a dozen. Seems she had been on a meeting sight. A BDSM lifestyle website. Now I am a pretty vanilla guy so quite a bit of this stuff that was being talked about struck me as off. Very graphic stuff.
As you can imagine it felt like my heart stopped. I was enraged, I felt like bursting in there and telling her off. I calmed down and rationally woke her up and confronted her as calmly as possible. That is to say that within 5 minutes of her waking up I was yelling and screaming at her. What was she thinking? How could she do this to me? To us? How could she cheat on me after all these years?
She just cried. She said she was sorry, but she felt like she needed someone to talk to, she wanted to feel wanted. She said that she didn't think I found her sexually attractive anymore and that it had been months since I even touched her. Besides, she explained to me, it's just conversation. It's not like she was doing anything physical.
This didn't sit well with me, I still felt angry and cheated and a whole bunch of other emotions. She felt like I had violated her privacy. But, like the kind and forgiving person I am, I forgave her after a great deal of talk and a lot of missed sleep we made up.
Time passed and my heart healed. We were close again, we talked, things went back to normal. We were happy and in love, maybe even more so because we almost lost each other.
This brings me to today. As a surprise I found my wife's old laptop and I planned on doing some small labor on it. She wanted a new one for work, but I insisted that the old one would be just fine with a bit of TLC. When I booted it up after upgrading a few hardware components I found that it was password protected, okay she uses it in public doesn't want anyone getting on it and stealing info. After logging in as the admin account via safe mode I disabled the password on her account. I logged on and was installing and updating the drivers, running a few scans of the system. While I was waiting for a defrag to run I was flipping through her media files looking at her music collection and planning to back up her stuff when I came across her pictures.
The one folder was full of pictures of her. Some with intimate apparel, some nude. These were the photos she had been uploading and sending to those guys months ago. Quite a few caught my eye, and yes I must admit I was perving on my wife a bit at this point.
Then I found a few that sent me back to that night. One had a hand spreading her open, it wasn't her hand. One had her trussed up like a Christmas goose, all tied to a chair with a blindfold and a gag and a vibrating wand between her legs, I never bought any of that stuff and if she had how did she get into it all without help? Who took the picture? And the one that is going to be the last nail in my coffin, the one that was taken in a point of view had her giving a blowjob to someone and it wasn't me.
I know this all happened months ago, and I thought we moved on, but I am now so sick with nerves over what to do. I hid the laptop and haven't said a word to her over it.
Do I confront her with the pictures? If so she will be mad at me violating her privacy again. I could lose her over this.
However, I am so very sick at the thought of keeping this knowledge bottled up inside that I can't sleep or eat or anything. Should I try to forget it and just pretend I never saw it?
This has filled me with doubt as to the authenticity of my marriage, not to mention my pride as a man.
Please help me.
Edit: It's been a long hard past couple of days, I finally got the courage up to talk to her, yes we fought, but in the end I was able to make her see what she had done to me. I felt like I had lost everything that I was. I thought that we were connected and that I was special and now I feel like I'm disposable. We are talking to a councilor and they seem optimistic that if we were able to talk it through and get to this point then we should be able to save the marriage if we work together.
Thank you everyone for the kind words, the encouragement, and for giving me a place to put this out there so it's not taking up space in my head anymore. The Escapist may have just saved my marriage and my life.