My wife always picks up our son from kindergarten. Today, she was sick, so I went instead. The teacher asked, “Where is Timmy’s dad today?” I was confused.
Then, a man rushed in. She pointed at him: “There he is.” The man looked into my eyes and said, “It’s finally time for you to know!” My stomach dropped. I had never seen this guy before in my life.

At first, I assumed it was just a misunderstanding. But when my son saw him, he started to smile at him and said, “Hi, Uncle Jerry!” The man turned back to me and said, “Go ask your wife.” I rushed home and confronted her. She broke down in tears and confessed. She had been planning to leave me for a year. She had met this man and called him “the love of her life.” Our relationship hadn’t been great this past year, but I never imagined she had already moved on.

Now it made sense—why she refused to work on our marriage, why she avoided couples therapy.

Today, my whole world shattered. But deep down, I know moving on is the only choice. I’m sure time will heal this wound. But right now, I’m still in sh0ck.