The first thing I worried myself about when my husband left me was who'd unzip my dress. For the last 8 years he's been my crutch. When I gained weight over the years he'd buckle my heels, zip my dress, and help with a number of things I now realize the importance of. However, just because you need someone, doesn't mean you should accept their unfaithfulness. His cheating ruined me more mentally, than the struggles of trying to get out of my own clothing.