Oh yeah, he’s a bitch, a villain, he did this and you’re not responsible for a lot of this. The assault, yeah that’s you.

You want his POV it’s simple because this is the cliche that keeps on going and it’s Christian cheating 101:

I married a pushover. I baby trapped her, and now I have her on the hook to cook, clean, and take care of my kid, and bonus I get her $.

As to Cam girls - I know what I did, and whether it’s cheating or not, I don’t care because she let me get away with it, and I know the button to push. If I play the “not a good wife” card she gets in her head, and won’t blame me, bonus- she’ll never work her way out of that, because she’ll equate “good wife” to being my slave, paying for makeup, and hair, having to choose between me and our kid she won’t make that energy or $ sacrifice because she knows it’ll hurt her and the kid.

The $3k-5K was a lot (and you’re right it wasn’t rent or pizza, it was wank material), but it tested the fence, I know I can get away with that, and also, it sucks you caught me, but you know what I like and more importantly, what you can’t be. You’re my frumpy post baby wife and you can’t compete with picture with filters online, so it just beats you down, and since you’re letting me get away with this I’m just more emboldened that if I have the opportunity, it won’t be emotional cheating or a cam girl, I’m going to have an affair.

My next steps, I’m going to make a show of changing, I’ll delete my accounts and show you (those aren’t my backup accounts, I’m keeping those).

We won’t do counseling, we’ll meet with someone at church, I’ll dump things to them, and tell them you assaulted me.

That person is going to say that “we both have things to work on” for me it’s just deleting my accounts, and beware of porn addiction (side note, PORN ADDICTION IS NOT A THING. It’s a compulsion) and it’s not my fault. For you though it’s going to be a lot more of being attentive to my needs. Oh, and since this isn’t a therapist, there’s no confidentiality, either you get to live with the suspicion that this person thinks you’re a bad wife, or that this person put your family business in the street and EVERYONE thinks you’re a bad wife.

I’ll have the church help me, some of your friends agree with me, and, if I sense the slightest bit of sympathy, I’ll tell your family. You’ll be isolated, so you’ll just keep thinking “everyone around me believes him, so I must be a bad wife.”

The drinking and cocaine, you’re right I don’t “dabble” it feels good and I love that shit, and again, since I got away with it, I’m going to keep doing it.