I hate my husband, really

My husband and I married when I was 18 years old. He missed my 18th birthday because he didn't want to meet my parents. He had not finished high school but he was so cute, like a puppy just adorable. He was funny and sweet and I felt like we were very much in love. He moved in with me quickly, after only 3 months of dating but we were happy. He had been there 3 months when a one night stand of his (or so he said at the time) served him with adoption papers, she was 8 months along. Ok, so we weren't together when it happened, no cheating, but he and I talked and he wanted to keep the baby. He thought that because we had our own apartment we might get custody if we got married. He said he wanted to have a family with me and loved me. We got married but didn't win custody. This broke him. He was sad but then wanted us to have a child together. We had visitation with his son and had a daughter a year after we were married. I think he wanted her to fill a void he felt after not having his son with him full time, but it didn't work. I was always a good wife, letting him go out with friends, etc. But I found out that on a "guys night out" only 3 weeks after our daughter was born he was at a skanky strip club. That son of a bitch spent money he could have spent on our daughter on those loose women. It still makes my blood boil 11 years later!