After 22 years of marriage, Dave suddenly started taking out the trash at 3 AM—something he never did before. Suspicious, I set my alarm to catch him and saw him embraced by another woman across the street. Over the next week, I secretly recorded their encounters, heartbroken but determined.
With proof in hand, I confronted him and then filed for divorce. Though the betrayal was painful, I focused on healing, therapy, and reclaiming my self-worth.
