The next time your husband grills you about your whereabouts, simply say "You gave up your right to know where I am all the time when you decided to have an affair. Please don't ask me again -- it's disrespectful, and -- frankly -- not very attractive."
Ok, I hate to admit it, but I did get a little mean and nasty with my H during our S regarding this very subject. His obsessive need to always know my whereabouts and going-ons got to be too much for me, so I said to him, "You chose to leave, remember? What I do now is my business, and mine alone. You are not my H. On paper, yes, but in every other sense of the word, you are not."
It was terribly harsh, I know, but he backed off quite considerably. He still asked from time to time, but he no longer got angry like he had before. At least not in front of me.
Getting over a painful experience is much like crossing monkey bars. You have to let go at some point in order to move forward. ~ Joseph Campbell
