Over a year ago (Feb. 1, 1999), I discovered my husband having an online affair. He told me our marriage was over because I didn't love him. Back then, this board became my lifeline. I tried to follow Plan A, but I just couldn't do it. I did every love buster there was because I was so full of hurt and anger. I don't even have to tell you the horror that was our marriage during that time, because you are all living it now. Within a couple of months, my husband left me and our two children to go live with his online "friend" and her husband (very complicated because he stopped his affair with her as soon as he met her H). He left on Good Friday.<P>Anyway, I went through all the devastation imaginable... lost 50 lbs in less than two months and made myself sick. I wanted to die. He was all I could think about, and I spent hours on the computer waiting for an e-mail... waiting to hear from him. I was in such a state of shock that my wonderful husband could be such a stranger. I couldn't believe he could be so cold and cruel, but there it was, right out in the open. He never called, not even to talk to the kids. He was so wrapped up in this new fantasy life and his new-found freedom.<P>Pretty soon, I started to notice that the sun was still shining and that the stars still came out at night. Slowly, ever so slowly, life came back to me. I didn't wait by the phone as much, and I didn't check my e-mail every 10 minutes. <P>Well, he came home five months later on Labor Day weekend to see the kids. I had pulled myself together enough to be distant, but friendly. More like the woman he fell in love with, instead of the whimpering, crying mess that he left. A few days after he went back (he had moved 1000 miles away), he called me to say that he wanted to come back home. <P>My dream come true! But, you know what? By this time, I wasn't even sure I wanted him back. After all my crying, praying, hoping, wishing... after all this, I realized that I <B>could</B> live without him. So, we took it slowly and he came home the week before Thanksgiving.<P>It's been hard. I can't forget all the cruel things he said and did... nor the things I said and did. I'm having a hard time trusting him again. I still <B>hurt</B> incredibly from all the things that have happened. It haunts me. I'll never be the same again, and it will never be the same marriage again. However, that is a good thing. We both grew up. We both learned how valuable our marriage is.<P>My point in writing this is to say that there is hope. Whether your spouse comes to his/her senses, or whether you finally find the strength to move on, there is hope and it <B>will</B> happen. Time is on your side. Take your life moment by moment, listen to the advice on this wonderful site and use all the support that's offered to you.<P>Best Wishes,<P>Marcia