My husband had an affair with someone who works in our town, and unfortunately they met and had sex in many local areas, such as his office and her listings as a realtor. I feel like it would be different, maybe better, if he had an affair with someone who lived further away or did it in places that were at least further away. But, as it is, it's everywhere I am every day. I can't leave my house without being a stone's throw away from something that reminds me of his affair, and feeling that pain and betrayal. I have always loved my home, and now it brings my nothing but pain. How can I ever get over the reminders that are all around me? And how do I get over the anger and resentment I feel over the fact that he has taken the things I loved the most, and turned them into things that now cause me pain?