So, I phone him and I say "that talk we were going to have after Halifax? Don't bother, we will have it now. As long as you are internet trolling, we are a business relationship only. I can drop off the dog or you can come up in the morning". Tears, tears and more tears, "I want to come home, I just don't know how". I cry, he cries. He's unfriended (yes, I looked 2 days ago) the "WF". the apps-a friend told him to look there-as Job said "he was just checking it out".
I said "if you want to come home, I want you to, but here's the gameplan. Come home, we will talk. I don't want the old marriage. You lying for 15 years, when you could have manned up at any point so we could deal with it, and trying to figure it out in your head hasn't worked so well. You need counselling. You need help dealing with the original infidelity, the ongoing secrecy, the EA, the fear of death, your parent's deaths." He's always rejected that in the past. He didn't this time. This is his only, slim route home.
We are talking. he'll be home in an hour. He can stay while I'm gone. He must do IC. When his counsellor and he think he's ready, we will do MC. Transparency plan. I think he should stay at sister's for a while, we can date. This is the plan.
I do still love him, but I am not Plan B. I told him he needs to do the work. If he doesn't, we will stay separated.
It's not classic DB'ing, but I've sensed for a while he's trying to figure out how to come home.
Me: 57 H:60 Married: 25 yrs DB #1 June 4/19 "I love you forever" June 14/19 DB#2: June 19/19 ILYBINILWY