I guess the story really started 8 years ago when I miscarried a baby at 14 weeks. I plunged into a depression that I couldn’t shake. My husband says he tried to make me happy again, tried to make me love him. I don’t know. I know that I was depressed and didn’t function well.Fast forward 8 years to him taking an EMT class. That’s where he met her. In the spring, they started studying together in a small group of 2 men and 2 women. When the study group was moved to her house, I figured it would be safe because there was supposedly 2 other people there as well. I never dreamed that my husband of almost 19 years would ever cheat on me. On Mothers’ Day this spring, I was visiting my parents with our kids. She called my husband and asked him to study. It was just going to be the two of them. In the middle of their study session, his fire radio went off. He stood up to go and that’s when she grabbed him and started kissing him. They ended up in bed. From then on, their study sessions were just the two of them. They’d study some and screw. A month later, a day after Father’s Day, was the last time. I had started to suspect something was going on because he’d hide his texts from me. Once I grabbed his phone when he got home and it was a text from her telling him she shouldn’t have worn her short shorts to the grocery store. I just looked at him and questioned why she’d text him that. He played dumb. A week later is when I finally cracked into his email and found some pretty explicit emails that told me that he was having an affair with her. I left home that evening to meet my best friend and cry on her shoulder. He knew I knew but tried to deny it.We are working things out now and he promised not to contact her ever again. Two weeks after that promise, he was drunk at a friend’s house, so I drove the 30 miles to pick him up. He was so angry with me for doing that. He wa calling me names and putting me down. So I stopped the vehicle and told him to get out. I figured a short walk would cool him down. Little did I know he’d call her and ask for a ride. When I pulled up next to him, he was on the phone talking to her. We spent the next 15 minutes yelling at each other. All I could ask was how could he betray me again? He wa so mad at me though. I hadn’t seen him like that in over a decade and a half. I almost left him because how could I trust him now? He promised to never talk to her again, but had her number under a different name in his phone. Apparently they were still texting each other too. I texted her and told her to leave us alone. We have 5 children together and I wanted my marriage to work, but it wouldn’t if she didn’t leave him alone. || Now 3.5 months later, my husband and I are trying to make it work. We started talking again and share a lot. I haven’t felt this loved or in love in 8, 9, or 10 years. I love him and hope that we are together forever.