I know you hate me. I would too. In fact I do hate myself.
You are filled with what ifs and whys.
In the beginning, it was purely physical. I knew that he would never leave his wife or his kid for me and I didn’t even expect him to do so. In due time though, we started spending a lot of time together and started sharing many things with each other. Somehow, a bond started developing between us that went beyond the physical.
Who wouldn’t want to know exactly what the other girl looks like, how old she is, how much better or worse off she is than I?
Don’t ever wish to be like those other girls.
You don’t know that she continues to stay with him because she doesn’t realize she deserves worlds better.