I’m Nicole, 36, married with two kids. I run a bakery and love sharing my life on Facebook, but my joy turned to despair when a stranger named “Bradley” began posting cruel comments on my photos. His insults cut deep, targeting my appearance and self-worth. Despite the hurt, my husband Jack dismissed it, saying I should ignore it or leave social media.

The harassment escalated, and I felt increasingly isolated. Then one day, I found Jack’s laptop open. In the browser history was a login to Bradley’s Facebook account. My heart sank as I realized the awful truth: Jack was Bradley.

I confronted Jack during a dinner party with friends, revealing his betrayal. He tried to defend himself, claiming it was a misguided attempt to motivate me to lose weight. But his “joke” destroyed my self-esteem and trust.

I kicked him out, needing time to process. Jack’s constant apologies couldn’t undo the damage. The trust between us was shattered, leaving our future uncertain. What I once thought was love and support from my husband had turned into a nightmare of betrayal. Now, I face the painful task of deciding if our relationship can ever recover from this deep wound.