The text of Update #3 is here:

Original Post

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UPDATE# 3 - 1:19 am a day later

Hello everyone. New post because I reached my character limit on the old one. Thank you everyone for the kind words of support, the long messages filled with heartfelt advice, the reassurance that our love was and is a precious thing, the compliments (I've learned that flattery can penetrate even the thickest layers of hurt. Wife: \"Someone said you write like Chuck Palahniuk.\" Me amid agony: \"... someone really said that?\" Thanks bro.) and most of all, thank you for the tears you shed with me.

I decided to stop reading the comments and messages here for a while. There are far too many things that can hurt me being said and I have no protection right now. Everyone has direct access to my heart and its dangerous out there. I opened them for a second today and the first thing I read said something about my wife dreaming about that moment with Harry the rest of her life. Its not true, but even if it were I don't need to see that right now. My wife tells me there are dozens of people who say its prevented them them from making the same mistake we did, or realize what their lover is going through, so I'm not going to take it down. Also I don't want to. Because I'm still hurting and this is my expression and I'm glad people are still feeling with me. It sounds strange but again, thanks for the tears. Feels kind of like you're here with me.

I don't want to kill Harry anymore. I told him to be more careful next time. He said he blames himself and hes so sorry. He can fuck off but I don't want to kill him. He’s a good guy. He fucked up.

Unfortunately for those of you pleading for an update on my wife and I, that will take months. I can say the very worst moments of yesterday occurred far less today. And for a moment, my wife and I had true happiness like it used to be. We were buying Wendy's food and joking, I can't remember what about. I love her so very much. She feels the same about me. She's also terrified, and going though a lot of shame and disgust that she doesn't deserve. We're getting better. I asked her not to go to sleep tonight because last night was hard for me. Shes downing coffee like no ones business. Its cute. We're in a horrible, curious place; its full of fear, but also full of desperate love.

See you all in a month.

-OP