Ok Here is the most delusional  statement after the good heart and soul lashing you just received from the one that just ripped you to shreds.  “I love him and I want to work it out”, you rationalize… or try to anyway. Are you trying to go insane? Meds  you need freakin meds! Because this is all you will think about when he is out: are they having fun, are they having wild monkey sex right now and is he coming home. Did you notice I left out “if”? Because “if” doesn’t live at your house anymore. No more chats with your BFF’s about “if” he ever did that I would kill him. ”If” has turned into the very scary monster we call “when”. He will do it again- guaranteed. You’re going to lose your mind and what’s left of your dignity if you are willing to lay on the floor and be walked on. HELLO, Pull in the welcome mat! For the record- you may love him- but he does not love you. That is worth repeating.  NO ONE that loves you would hurt you to the core and leave you a hot mess wreck of tears. No one that loves you would use you, lie to you, disregard you and expect you to lay down and take it. Nope. And that leaves YOU in charge of loving YOU. So do yourself, and the people who really do care about you, a favor and love yourself enough to kick his sorry ass out or you pack your shit and go. Someone has to leave- make sure you decide who. The “when” is right fucking now, friend, as soon as you know about it and verify your available funds are in your bank account- he is now without you to fall back on. His Plan B (that is you)just changed the locks and she is moving on.