The truth is that you can’t do both. If you choose your partner, you must surrender to doing what it takes to heal the relationship.
“I cheated because I like sex, and my husband is not always around to provide it.”
You’re going to accuse him of things he’d never do. And you know he’d never do them, but that doesn’t matter. That doesn’t silence the paranoia in the back of your brain. And when you make unfair accusations, he’ll get offended. He’ll hate that you don’t trust him.
Every day, it culminates to this. I am left with the remnants of the person I used to be, the person you helped create, the person you tore down with those very same hands.
One night, maybe not tomorrow, And probably not tonight, Something will wake you, You’ll roll over and sigh, You’ll look at her and think, You’ll make an immense mistake, You’ll match this new girl to me.
Cheaters are hilarious, right? I mean, not the nasty, disgusting cheating itself. I mean the desperate, pathetic, lies they tell to try to cover it up.
I finally learned to accept the fact that nothing is ever going to change him, and I am now teaching myself to accept that it is okay to walk away from someone who can no longer make you feel loved.
I know how special he can make you feel, when he tells you things that he says he’s never shared with anyone. I know, because he shared them with me, too.
How does it feel to know that every place on his body that you are touching and discovering, everything that is so new to you, I have already visited and kissed and loved.
The love she has for you is untouchable and certainly, unchangeable.