I always thought my marriage to Greg was solid. We had been through so much together—raising our children, dealing with life’s ups and downs. But when I stumbled upon the emails, I felt like the ground had been ripped out from under me. Greg had been having an affair with a woman from his gym.

I didn’t confront him right away. Instead, I spent the next few days planning my exit. I contacted a lawyer, gathered my financial documents, and prepared for the inevitable. When I finally did confront Greg, I was calm and collected. I handed him the divorce papers, told him I knew everything, and walked out of the house with my head held high. It was a clean break, and I felt an overwhelming sense of relief. This was my chance to start over.