I am broken. Absolutely broken. DH told me he quit smoking when I did six years ago but didn’t. He snuck around and I found out three months later. I was livid. We had friends come to visit a week ago and he told me he quit the day they got here. Every day I asked; every day he said ‘I’m on Day (2, 3,4,5,&6). Every day I patted him on the back and told him how proud I am. Yesterday I caught a whiff but no, he insisted that he hadn’t smoked. Today I caught him outside smoking. He said he never made any promises. Yeah, asshole, you DID! Also found out he swore our guy friend to secrecy. ExH fucked everything that moved and swore his buddies to secrecy, and they all treated me like a queen…all the while knowing what a bastard he was. DH once said ‘I’m not him,’ but he is 100% the same MF’ing liar. Broken. Done.