My life was turned upside down when I stumbled upon a cryptic entry in my husband’s planner. The discovery led me down a rabbit hole, revealing a web of deceit that would change everything.
Curtis and I had been together for 12 years, building a life filled with love, laughter, and two beautiful twin girls. Our relationship seemed perfect, but hindsight reveals the signs I had missed. Curtis’s passion for birdwatching had become a solo endeavor, and I had attributed his secrecy to a desire to protect me.
One fateful day, curiosity got the better of me, and I opened his planner. The entry “34-28-34. Black and crimson. One ten…” sparked confusion. Google searches yielded nothing, but a search on measurements revealed a disturbing truth.
Determined to uncover the truth, I followed Curtis on his next excursion. The woods were unfamiliar, and fear crept in, but I pressed on. Mosquitoes swarmed me, and my heart pounded. Suddenly, I saw Curtis with another woman, kissing.
My world crumbled. The woman was his coworker, and I remembered her from a Facebook post. I retreated, unsure of what to do. Emotions oscillated between fury and heartbreak.
Further investigation revealed more entries, each with chilling details. 36-24-36. Fair-haired. A score of eight… The reality hit me like a ton of bricks – Curtis was not just cheating; he was serially unfaithful.
I followed him again, armed with mosquito repellent, and found another woman. Questions swirled:
How many were there? Should I seek revenge? But I knew destroying myself wouldn’t bring justice.
Instead, I gathered evidence and contacted a lawyer. We initiated divorce proceedings, and I maintained a facade for our daughters’ sake.
Curtis, oblivious to my discovery, scheduled another meeting. I prepared, ensuring my daughters were safe with my parents. When I confronted him and the new woman, emotions overflowed.
The unknown woman was taken aback, and Curtis attempted to justify his actions. I slapped the divorce papers on his chest and walked away.
In the end, justice prevailed. I gained majority custody, our property, and most of our assets. Though the journey was painful, I’m grateful to have uncovered Curtis’s infidelity before spending another moment with someone who could betray me so thoroughly.
As I reflect, I realize that sometimes the hardest truths set us free.
