She told me she was sleeping with another man and apologized to me as if it was some kind of accident. She told me it was over and that she was dealing with some things in her head and she made a mistake. I ended it right away and told her I love her but I'll never wake up another day where I won't look at her and remember what she did and have it take over my every thought. That feeling in the pit of my stomach when she told me, that numbness, how I felt like the most worthless man in existence for not being enough for my wife to be faithful. I remember blaming myself in my head thinking "maybe if I would have talked to her more..." or maybe if I was better at intimacy, and then came to realize maybe someone cheating really isn't my fault, it's theirs. Writing this gives me the same feeling in the pit of my stomach. This is stuck with me in my mind for the rest of my days, and while I do still love her, I hate that she put this in my head, that she did this to me.