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Her Online Game - iPhone Kingdom of Camelot and Touch

I've been with my other half for 14 years, engaged and planned on getting married early next year.

2 kids 8 and 2.5.

On her side she has always told little white lies that are not needed. She has always been very suspicious by always checking my phone and not letting myself headout for work drinks on the first friday of the month. It was even at the point where she would kick up about myself every so often heading out on the boat with the old man.

I have always had 100% fidelity and been very clear with women a clear sorry when I have been asked out.

I was fine with her controlling nature as she was clearly insecure and I respected her opinions and thoughts. I loved her dearly and would do anything for her.

Around 1.5 years ago I introduced her to an iPhone game called Kingdom of Camelot (world kay2) that I used to play on the bus on the way to work. At first we played together in the same alliance helped each other. I then quit as it became boring, she continued.

Around 3 months ago I noticed she was spending a LOT of time on it, started sleeping on the lounge and staying up until early hours of the morning + drinking a LOT as well as always stating she was feeling anxious etc. I suspected depression as she has had it in the past, she kept stating all was fine.
From there it all happened very quickly.

I figured if you can't beat em' join em. So I logged back in and attempted to join her Alliance, I was booted and she became exceptionally angry. I was confused and couldn't understand the change in behavior.

Flicked on with the packet logger (wifi) and soon to follow was the iphone logger.

Busted sharing pics (bought new lace underwear), dirty talk and even beginning to discuss the rendezvou with the 'internet' lover via an app called touch and it didn't look like it was slowing down.

At that time we had an argument over her being protective of her phone but importantly the dramatic change in behavior around the phone. She became violent when I managed to pick the phone up one day, would snipe at me for stacking the dishwasher 'slightly' incorrectly.

She asked for space so she got it. She threw her self deeper in to this 'internet' affair. At this point my head was absolutely spinning. The thoughts of future, her with another man that ran through my head, the kids etc I was completely distraught.

All our plans including marriage and trying for a 3rd baby just disappeared the moment I saw those logs. She was a completely different woman, not the innocent trustworthy woman I once knew and loved.

Upon my return 3 days later, I split my pay in to my own account that she didn't have access to she 'claims' she was sorry cried etc. The game/touch continued, just not as much even though I asked for it to be removed and never go back in.

At this point I began to become a little obsessive with trying to catch her out again as I simply wanted it to be over.

She now appear to have flicked back to normal and cries a lot as she doesn't know/understand why she was the way she was.

But the lies are still there.....

I asked that she throw that new underwear out, she said she did but she simply hid it. I confronted her about it last night, following the usual immediate attempt at a lie she confessed that she still had it but will throw it out.

Heading interstate on work tomorrow, now she's worried to death that I will revenge cheat, I had enough of my obsessive thoughts and can see that it is pushing myself in to depression and impacting work severely.

Revenge cheat is the answer for my own sanity I feel.

Then break it off - I don't want to be with a woman I can't trust or feel she has the need to lie about almost everything due to issues from her childhood and poor parenting.

Empathy, support and trying to help the one you love I feel has to end some where for your own sanity.

Any support/ideas or people in similar situations it would be great to hear from.




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