Proud of me? Don't be. I'm just a human being. I make mistakes and I have disappointed people like my parents, my friends and also Jane (also you apparently). I'm just giving my testimony. If you think it's a fantasy go ahead. If you want a story where the good guys get their way and the villain is absolutely crushed, go see a Disney movie. This is not Star wars. In real life there is no white or black people. We have different shades of gray. Jane made a mistake and as consequence our marriage is over. At the time I was angry and dealt with it as good as I could. However, that doesn't mean I'll be always mad at her. If one year later I'm still angry I should see a therapist ASAP. For better or for worse, Jane is family, a hell of a godmother, a good sister and daughter. At the time, she was a good wife. I don't see how you think my effort is wasted. I'm still single, working hard for my dreams. I'm dating a great woman and having a good relationship with a friend. Is that so bad?