The Truth Will Set You Free (Part I)

They say “the truth will set you free” – here are my truths. They may have accurate dates, they may be situational but nonetheless they are my truths. I will stand by them dick in the ground.

September 13 2024 – I caught him cheating.  I had gone through his google account; the apps, the photos, the downloads – all of it. I took pictures with the dates attached and called him out.  From rewatching a secret social media account; he promised he would end it, he wouldn’t do it anymore – we all know now that was just to hush me.

February 21 2025 – The mistress exposed the affair. She couldn’t handle the secret any longer. She texted him letting him know she was coming clean to me. She gave him a couple of hours to tell me – I suppose. He didn’t. Its funny because that same night, I came to him and said I have three questions that I need the answers too – and then I can forgive and forget, move on and give myself 100%.  One of the questions I asked was in regards to a picture were there was a girl giving him a blow job. He denied it. He said he didn’t know and made it seem as though I was crazy.  Three hours following that conversation everything was exposed. Her messages went to my spam folder – she sent me messages to EVERY social media account I had. Once I contacted her she exposed everything. 1.5 years of infidelity. Yet 3 hours before he didn’t know her, he was all in, he wasn’t cheating. I asked him why he wasn’t just honest when he was asked, he replied “I didn’t think she would do it“. Well she did – like a wrecking ball.

He lied to his boss about our child on the autism spectrum. He told his boss that our son had an all day appointment and that he needed the day off. He told me that he had to go into work early that day. Instead – he spent the entire day with her.

He gave her the company shop address and she would come to the shop and they would have sex. Mind you the company shop is on the same property and his bosses private residence. So in reality he brought her to his bosses house. He went so far as to have her meet him at the gas station, he then picked her up and would drive her back to the shop to fuck. Lord only knows what happened in the work trucks on the way to and from – I can assume he would need primed.

He fucked her on his bosses side by side  (golf cart). Text messages confirmed that. Let’s not forget that myself and our two sons rode on it, drove it around – had the best time completely unaware the whore was bent over it, ass in the air getting plowed from behind.

He met her every Friday night at the weed dispensary.  The weed dispensary that is walking distance from my home.  He would text me “I’m just now leaving ________, I’m swinging by *dispensary* then I’ll be home” – to think he’d kiss and love on her and then walk in the door and kiss me. Not a bit of shame.

They would meet at the public park in the company vehicle. I can assume on the weekends when he said he had to work extra hours. Maybe even on the clock. I just know from text messages that they did meet at the park and can confirm the name of said park. A park that my oldest frequents and could have caught him – hell I could have been there walking the trails with our dog.

She drove by the “family owned” bar downtown a few times. She also met him the back of the bar parking lot while he was shooting in a pool tournament. He had a break in shooting and invited her to come see him. Her husband obliged, drove her to see him, and then hung out in the back parking lot.

PART II COMING….

⁑ DISCLAIMER ⁑
Remember: you are reading MY “perspective” of given events. These writings are MY feelings; whether they are present tense – written in the moment, past tense – drafted during the day, or anticipated – futuristic. All information provided is what I know from the information I have been given. As with any and every situation there are multiple sides to share the account. It is at the discretion of the reader to which side they favor.
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