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I was working the overnight shift as a pressman for a small morning edition newspaper near home. This facility happened to be within shouting distance of my house. Well, shouting distance if one were to shout really, really loud. But you get the idea. After dropping off the flyers in the straight truck, I decided to stop by my house and kiss my wife and son while they were sleeping and tell them I love them. Oh, well. It seemed worth any risk as I was smitten with my family and hated working at night. Especially the part about being away from them.
So, yeah. I pulled up in front of my house and immediately noticed that there was a big, black Dodge truck parked in my driveway. Always found it odd that you park on a driveway, but drive on a parkway! But, I digress. This truck was not recognisable as belonging to anyone I knew so I double-timed it to the front door out of concern for a possible intruder.
Once at the front door, I could clearly hear sounds from the master bedroom window next to the door.
Sounds I recognised as my wife whilst engaged in coitus. But with some other dude grunting and moaning along. What to do, what to do? Noticing that the front door was ajar, I sprang into action. Think William H. Macy in the movie Pleasantville. The ensuing chaos was mildly hilarious… a blur of naked male ass cheeks streaked from my bedroom to the bathroom, then closed and locked the door. I looked in the bedroom at my wife. She was sitting up in the bed covered neck down with a sheet, sobbing and saying she was sorry over and over.
Like something out of a bad television show. For now, be a mother to our son. Now, the part I regret to this day. Then, about a minute later, he opened the door.
I sucker punched the fellow in the mouth the second his face came into view, drawing blood immediately. Call the police if you must, but do it somewhere else.
It is, and was, against my nature to use violence in an offensive manner. At the time, I rationalised it as being self defence, an intruder in my home. Still not okay. He left and so did I. Drove the company truck back to Green Bay, ears burning, bawling like the whole way. My first broken heart, but not the last. The woman I had pledged my love and fidelity to had hurt me in a way I had only heard about before that night. Heartbreak was not a real thing to me until I felt it for myself. Pains in the chest and sick to the stomach, the total package.
It was customary when I worked nights that my wife and I would have sex in the morning when I returned home. Not that day or ever again, it turned out.
We never really got into why she did what she did. Made no difference, really. I moved forward with my life and let things go. Forgiving my cheating wife was not a necessary step at that point to move onward and upward. I packed up all my clothes, my guitars and other instruments, some toiletries, and an air mattress.
Told my wife that our marriage was over and left. I spent the morning finding and renting an apartment from a very nice retired schoolteacher who was very sympathetic to my situation and let me move in immediately. How my son was involved and affected is not relevant here, but suffice to say, he got hurt the worst of anyone involved. But the pain I felt that night still lingers to some extent. They say time heals all. For the most part, my life is happy with no need to let bad experiences rob me of experiencing all the joy life has to offer.
I have a lovely ladyfriend with whom I am more than happy. A decent job, a home, a family. Not proud, not ashamed. The original article was posted on Quora and has been republished with full permission. You can read the original article here. Leave a comment. Listen: Why do happy people cheat? Post continues… So, yeah. Ira van den Heuvel. Listen Now. I regret that as well.
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