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My husband called me at work to say, “I was thinking, since I just got back home, we could drink some wine and watch a couple of movies. I’ll go to the store and grab a new DVD player.”

I responded, “Ok! That sounds like a plan. When I get off I’ll go pick the boys up then be right home.”

As my workday came to an end, I called him to see if he needed me to bring anything home. I called and there was no answer. No biggie. I called back a couple of hours later because he hadn’t returned my call yet and still no answer. I waited 30 more minutes and tried again but no luck. I knew this game all too well. My work day had come to an end. I packed up my belongings, hopped in the car and immediately began dialing his number back to back to back. No answer. I called again and this time his was phone went straight to voicemail. Now I was furious.

I knew where he was. Violet, the mistress he vowed to stop seeing lived right around the corner from the daycare. I knew this because I canceled an airline ticket he purchased for her and her address was listed on the ticket information. It made sense. He just got back in town and had to make his rounds. My heart was almost beating outside of my chest when I turned down her block. I followed the street and once I came around the curve there was his car. I picked up my phone and tried to call him again. Voicemail. I threw the phone down in anger. I parked my car adjacent to his. I took some pictures because I knew he would deny it later. I got out the car and was screaming his name in the middle of the street directly in front of the building. I saw the blind’s in her apartment window close then move as if someone was peering through them. I was crushed.

After about 10 minutes of making a complete idiot out of myself, I left and went to pick up the boys from daycare. No sooner than I got them in the car did he start calling and she did too. There was nothing to say to her. Why would she even call me? After all, I’m his wife. I simply picked up the phone then immediately hung up. But I had more than an earful for him. I pulled up to the house and got the boys inside. I went to the front door and was shocked by who I saw.

You gonna come to my house and step foot on my property!

Yea bitch you came to my house! Now I’m gonna beat your ass for that.

You’ve got to be kidding me. Last time I checked the streets were public property. You are on private property right now.

She was hollering and screaming something I didn’t pay enough attention to make out. I grabbed a butcher knife to protect myself. I went back to the door as she was approaching. I stepped on the porch and said “if you step one foot on my property, on these stairs, on my porch, and my kids are here…”. She backed up, got in her car and left. While I was closing the door my phone rang.

Sen, what is wrong with you? What are you doing?

Are you for real calling me trying to protect her? Click….

He called a few more times but I refused to answer. I sat in the window until he pulled up and when he did I ran outside and met him at the car. He disarmed me and physically sat me down. He began weaving his tale of lies which were so outlandish they’re not worthy of repeating. The remainder of that night was so chaotic. The police were called and the kids and I left for a few weeks. Once again, I found myself talking to the divorce lawyer. I wanted to sever all ties with this man, immediately.  (You can continue reading this story in Married to Him.)

Cheating not only devastated me but it also completely disrupted my children’s lives. I have since vowed to never allow a person to drive me to insanity again. I completely stepped outside of my body and went against my code of conduct because I was deeply hurt by husband’s actions. We have all had that moment when we were driven to insanity.

What was your defining insane cheating moment?