the first one

A couple of months ago, my wife and my life changed. I was busy with work, sleeping a few hours a night for weeks on end. My wife started going out with a friend when I was working. One night, two nights, thre, four, five, even six nights a week. She was out, drinking, smoking pot, and spending a lot of time with a new guy she met, "just friends". I discovered that she was lying to me almost every night about where she was going and who she was with, "I thought you'd be mad". Close to 500 text messages exchanged with him in a month. Missing chunks of time. Secret meetings. She promised not to lie again. She lied the next day, and the next, and the next. Despite being caught and confronted each time, and promising each time to stop. The final straw was a blatant lie, out til 3AM, my fear that she was in an accident, kids out of bed driving to look for her, she's tumbling out of a cab with this guy and her friend, I made a big fucking scene, screaming until dawn. Next day, she's moving out. Taking a break, she needs space, she is suffocated, she is unhappy and has been for a long time. After 13 years of marriage, two amazing kids, good jobs, a nice house, lots of friends, and a pretty great sex life, we are separated. She moved to a friends guest house. That was just over a week ago.