So heres the deal guys, I spend all day fretting about what I should or should not do, I feel trapped by my own weakness and the fear of being alone. I make a decision and I am absolutely bricking it! I txt my wife and say I'm sorry, its over. I go down to HIS wife and tell her that I have slept with my wife which basically means she's already cheated on him and hoped that would bring her some satisfaction(they're getting divorced over this). She doesn't beleive me! So much for empowering the women! The only satisfaction I now have is that he who stole my wife away from me, has had done back at him. I thought it may bring some sense of relief. It hasn't. Its just manifestered into regret and emptiness- how ****ed up is this whole situation! Be rest assured my son has been wrapped up with his Xbox live through out the whole proceedings. I feel gutted. I am at such a loss at what to do, we've been together since we were 21 and I am now forty. I know I have to get passed this but I cannot see the light, not even a dim glow at the end of a very long tunnel. As much as I fence off my grief to save my son the trauma of me being upset, the more it knaws away in the pit of my stomache, this is one of the most awful feelings ever.