To Love or to be Loved
My story starts back in 2006, when my heart was ripped from my chest, and has been stuck in my throat like a ball of mucus for the last 3 and a half years.
My husband cheated on me with a woman with many different problems then me. When I caught him, he was very sorry and wanted me back and the relationship as well.. Well, my feeling that he was not still being true to me went on. Then I had this woman at my door saying that she was pregnant and that he needed to pay her rent.
I was a changed person in a matter of seconds as a result of this. I am still together with my husband to this day, although the other woman was history after this event. (She was never prego as she had said).
I felt as if his begged forgiveness had meant nothing at all... I haven't been the same mother, daughter, sister, or friend after all this has happened. I argue constantly with him because of my insecurities as a result of this.
The pain is much greater then any other events that have happened in my life. This really has a grip on me... What kills me the most is how the two people involved in this selfish act can go on with life like any other day.
It kills me. If anyone in this world has some kind of advice to give me give at all, please.... the pain is much bigger and greater then me....
Signed... Hurt in 01902