I had a feeling that my wife was cheating on me.

I had an arranged marriage. My wife and I had been married for 18 years, with two children. My wife was a homemaker, and both our children were in a boarding school.

 

Being a businessman, I would not get to spend much time with my wife because of my hectic work schedule. My work would not allow me to come home before 10 o clock at night. I would travel for meetings twice a month. Whenever I would go out on a business trip, I would always be on a lookout for stuff that my wife liked. Not being too expressive, this was my way of showing affection to her.

 

For the last 6 months, I had observed that my wife had started distancing herself from me. She had been spending a lot of time on her phone. She would keep texting or would be busy on calls all day. I noticed that she would mostly smile while texting. Whenever I would ask her who she was speaking to, she would casually respond that she was talking to her friend. Every time she would see me entering our room, she would keep the phone aside hurriedly. The distance had increased to the extent that we would hardly talk anymore. Our sexual intimacy had also decreased.

 

Looking at what had been happening for the past few months, I had this feeling that my wife was cheating on me. Though I was not 100 percent sure but I suspected that there was something going on that I was not aware of. I had a gut feeling that something was not right but my heart wasn’t willing to listen.

 

I remember confronting my wife once, telling her how I had been feeling lately. She smiled faintly and said that there was no reason to worry. I wanted to believe her but I was still not convinced. Her behavior remained the same. Our interactions had lessened, and it became a source of constant worry for me. I started remaining very upset with the entire situation, so I decided to discuss this concern with my sister. She asked me to see a counselor.

 

Being slightly reserved, it was difficult for me to initiate conversation. Not being able to open up to people easily made me wonder how would I be able to speak to a counselor. My sister literally forced me to go for counselling. She had made an appointment on my behalf, so I was left with no choice but to visit the counselor.

 

The counselor made me feel very comfortable. She was patient with me and listened to me attentively. My initial hesitation subsided and I was able to convey everything that was going on in my head. After a few sessions, the counselor designated time for my wife, and she also planned a joint session for both of us. The counselling sessions were quite helpful as I got a clear picture of the entire situation. I was deeply saddened to know that my wife had indeed been involved with someone else. Though I was yet to figure out the way forward, I had at least got my answers. My head and my heart are in sync now.