My husband stopped inviting me to dinners with his friends—I got goosebumps when I accidentally found out the real reason.Out of nowhere, my husband, Jack, stopped inviting me to dinners with his friends. It wasn’t gradual. It was sudden—sharp enough to sting.
Every time his phone buzzed, he’d glance at it and say, “Babe, it’s just going to be the guys.”He said it casually, like it was nothing. Like I shouldn’t read into it.At first, I tried to be reasonable. Maybe they wanted a guys’ night. Maybe I was overthinking. But after the third… then the fifth time, it started to hurt. I’d sit at home in sweatpants while he put on cologne and his “impress people” shirt. He’d kiss my forehead and promise he wouldn’t be late.
