I can’t help but cringe every time I hear the word “affair.” It seems like I hear that word at least once a day, now that I’ve experienced the damage of one in my own marriage.
A close friend of mine called me tonight, distraught because she just found out that her husband of eight years has been having an affair for the last three months. In her case the other women did not know that he was married. She actually had a conversation on the phone with her. The other women in my case was someone close to me and she cut me off as soon as she found out that I knew about her betrayal with my husband. I should have known better because she has a “reputation” for destruction.
My heart sank low and I felt the pain in every whimper she let out. There are no words to sooth a wound that deep. Our conversation stirred feelings of a chasms like sadness inside of me and I felt myself breathing a little deeper, a little harder.
I’ve just barely started putting the pieces of my life and heart back together and here she is right at the beginning of the end.
Humans are fucked up , You can’t change or prevent the bad choices People make. You have to put yourself back together because no one is going to do it for you. No amount of fighting it or trying to understand “why” will make the situation better. All you can do is pull up your big girl panties and take life one day at a time. Remember to breath, revenge isn’t worth it. Let dirty bitches lie beneath your feet where they belong.