I just ended an almost year-long affair. It’s been three weeks yesterday. I got the idea of doing this after much venting in my blog.
You see, I don’t know if this can help anyone at all, but if it even prevents one person from going as far down this path as I did, then it’ll be worth it, whatever that may be.
First off, I won’t bore anyone with a long back story or gory details (I’m sure the PTB will appreciate us not turning this into Penthouse Forum), but I will answer legitimate questions to clarify why I thought I did what I did/felt/behaved. I’m not looking for any support or “oh you poor thing.” Nor do I have any desire to rehash what an immoral idiot I was for ending up in such a cliche’-riddled predicament. So, if that’s your beef with me, by all means take it to the Pit and I’ll be more than happy than to be one of the first posters to share in your sentiments. Otherwise, if there’s the usual amount of disapproval, I understand. Trust me, right at this particular moment, I believe no one can sink much lower than I did.
Secondly, this is not a “how to” guide on cheating. It isn’t to help anyone get around their suspicious spouse or to prevent being tripped up if you’re already in this sordid position. No, it’s to reiterate that if you don’t trust your SO, then find out why. And if there’s a good reason, deal with that. Don’t chain them to a bedpost, because they’ll just find more creative ways around it and degrade you and your self-esteem in the process. Furthermore, if you feel your intuition is correct, by all means, get whatever proof necessary as completely as possible before you confront them or, if they truly are the good scam artists that mine was, there WILL be a way out it that would make the unfaithful everywhere proud.
Lastly, please ask questions in the best interest of fighting ignorance. I can’t say for certain that if there had been a thread like this when mine started, I’d have been convinced to run screaming in the other direction. Because, you know, “we were different.” But perhaps it would have made me think more and rely less on how in love I was. Look deeper at the things that seemed odd and realize (how a 36 year old woman couldn’t of figured this out is beyond me – certainly since I know it in most other cases) that there’s more than one side to any story.
So, fire away. In the interest of protecting the not-so-innocent, will call my ex Ted. Because he and Mr. Bundy definitely had enough charming traits to have been considered brothers. Just hopefully, mine doesn’t devolve into serial killing.
(Just remember though, if I go a little sensitive or wiggy, this is all really still raw. I apologize if I come across in any way but helpful, so simply tell me to reign it in. And no, I don’t even know what stage of grief I’m in (I think it’s the ‘hating’ part), but I’m sure that’ll change within the next 15 minutes.) You’ve been warned.