Over the years after the affair and throughout the healing process I have been, like most of us, in so many internal battles. Most of those internal battles were in regard to my mixed-bag feelings about how I should feel about the affair and Bobbie and my husband, and how I actually felt. I don’t seem to fit the mold of the traditional jilted woman. … Continue reading Conflicted
Every day since my last post, nearly a month ago, I have struggled with topics to write about. I feel like everything I would write about makes it seem like my life is too perfect, maybe even fake, because the last month has been amazing. And I’ll be honest, sometimes I feel like I’m in some completely other life than I was in 11 years … Continue reading Silver linings
The older I get the more I think about regrets, risks and tomorrow. Those three things swirl around in my mind on the daily. I don’t want to someday be ready to die and think about all the things I didn’t do, no matter how scary they might have been. A few weeks ago I was hiking alone. It wasn’t a long hike, and my … Continue reading Regrets, Risks, and Tomorrow
Today, 9 years ago, was the last time my husband saw the OW, even though the affair had, for all intents and purposes, ended 7 months prior. I only know this because a memory came up on my newsfeed today that told me. It’s funny because it seems like it was so much longer ago and also like it was yesterday. I remember smelling her … Continue reading Does it matter?
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