While there is a lot to talk about when it comes to affairs, I’m only going to focus on one specific area: the emotional impact on the person having the affair.
Tell me you remember that night.
“I don’t have interest in anyone else so I’m okay with it.”
I never thought I would feel relief while being told I had been cheated on.
I wanted to love you. I could see who you were, the parts you were afraid to show, and I wanted to hold them even closer.
We don’t always get the answers that we want about the future but if we’re living our lives right we don’t need them.
He came into my life when I was anxious for an unadorned, prepackaged New York moment…generally feeling desperate and waiting for my prince charming.
I guess the most disappointing thing is how sloppy he was. Like he didn’t even care enough to hide his tracks. Didn’t he know how it would tear me apart? How it would tear us apart?
It starts innocently enough, or so it seems. Cute guy, button down shirt, eyes that melt you. Couldn’t get any more cliché, right?
I thought that maybe it was me. I started believing that maybe I wasn’t pretty enough or funny enough or smart enough.