My wife of 8 years kept assuring me she was just overworked, but I just found out she was spending her nights with a coworker. I don't know who I am anymore.

For the last six months, she's been distant, always on her phone, and kept telling me how stressed her new project at work was, requiring late nights and weekend travel. I spent those nights home alone, making sure the house was spotless, handling the bills, and genuinely being proud of her dedication.
Last night, I went to install a new printer at her office as a surprise and saw her company car. As I walked to her department, I saw them leaving the building together, holding hands, laughing, and getting into his car.
They weren't stressed about work. They were just happy.
I drove home and just sat in our garage for two hours. I didn't confront her when she got home. I just looked at the wedding photo on the mantel and realized I've been living a lie for half a year.
I feel physically ill. I'm not looking for revenge; I'm just looking for a single person who has been through this to tell me how to get out of bed tomorrow.
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