Thanks for that, guys. I must say that I do have mixed feelings for him. Sometimes I look at him and feel so much love for him that my heart breaks, and other times I look at him and feel disgust. I guess this is normal? We have talked about it, but it is like pulling teeth as he sort of shuts down and just crys and tells me how sorry he is. She wrote and told me that she is too guilty and ashamed to see me again, and that our friendship would be too "strained". I think I can forgive eventually, I just think that it was pretty crappy to have happened the night before my Dad's funeral. That I don't think I can forgive. My H has been going to mass every week since it happened, I guess that might help him deal with it. The thing is that I haven't told anyone about it and it is so hard keeping it to myself. Especially when everyone tells me how wonderful he is all the time.
