I suspected this was coming but I didn't know for sure. Now it has happened. I thought I would feel a sense of satisfaction -- "He's been caught!" "Now I'm not the only one who knows he's a cheat!" and so on -- but I don't. I feel sad. I feel a little mad. I feel somewhat embarrassed. I'm not concerned about my reputation for honesty; if anything, people who know me probably think I"m annoyingly truthful. Oh, and tomorrow would have been our anniversary (if we were still married).