The most difficult part of this entire thing for me is having to deal with the sex not being what I feel it should be. I married a man late in life. He has had plenty of partners in the past and, as he describes it, all of them were in his thrall. I was no match for his addiction that seemed to take up so much of his life.
When I was confronted, I lied and continued lying, and tried to persuade my partner that she was full of shit.