Well, it was probably stupid on my part, but I had to know. I told my husband that if I was ever going to be able to work things out, I needed 100% honesty from him. He confessed to 2 other times. One with some woman that he did some work for in her house, and another prostitute. In addition to that, he confessed to buying pornographic magazines while at work ( cleaning pools). He would go into public restrooms with them and then throw them out when he was done. He also bought porno videos twice, watched them at home while I was out, and then threw them out. No wonder there's so much money he spends that is un-accounted for!<P>Needless to say, I was devistated. But I guess I really needed to know the truth and just how bad the situation was. Well, I found out, and it's much worse than I thought. After he confessed these things, I got in the car and took off. I coudn't stand to be near him. I had too many emotions and didn't know how to handle them. I felt rage, extreme heartache, fear and everything else in between. People must have thought I was insane while I was driving down the road screaming in anger and crying. I was yelling at God. God, why did you bring this man into my life! Why would you let me go through this! What did I do to deserve this? I finally came home about 12:30 am. He said while I was gone he called a counselor from a new church we had joined and confessed everything to him. He said he knows he has a very serious problem and he's going to do everything he can to get help. But, how could I possibly stay with him? How could I ever hope to have a normal marrige with him after all this? How could I ever have sex with him again knowing how many other women he's been with. I feel filthy just thinking about it. <P>I don't know what to do. I basically have 3 options, and none of them sound very good to me. I can stay with him and hope he gets help and overcomes this, but I would never be able to trust him again. He would need to have someone with him 24/7 to keep him in line, and I don't want to be a watchdog. Another option is to leave him and maybe someday find a man who is normal, but I don't think I could ever trust another man again, so I would probably ruin the relationship because of it. My last option is to leave him and remain alone the rest of my life. I don't think I could do that. I've never been alone in all my life and the thought terrifies me. I've never had to take care of myself before and I don't know if I could. I guess that's why I stayed for so long. My husband is a great person, a great provider, and fun to be around, but he has this serious problem that destroys everything else. What should I do?? I'm literally scared to death and utterly devestated. 15 years of my life have been ruined. I feel like I've been run over by a steam roller.<P>Lisa