41 years of marriage and I have decided I can't live with a man who lies and cheats. He wasn't like this until about 2 years ago. It's like he's lost his mind. I've kept in shape, try to look good for him, have his supper cooked every day, do his wash, clean, and all the rest of what I believed was being a good wife. It wasn't enough. I'm dying a slow death but I'll rise again. I'll rise to be better than ever. If it doesn't kill me first. I've never hurt and grieved so bad in my life. I still love this man. At least I loved the man I thought he was. I'm not doing so well at coping with this life-changing ordeal. It's the worst thing I've ever face and I've faced the devil himself. I'm 61 and don't even know who I am anymore.