My first blog post (Four Score and Seven Gallons of Ice Cream Ago) describes the start of tumbling head over heals into the trauma of my husband's infidelity. Life is getting better.
I'm the betrayed spouse. And, sometimes it is hard to go home. I believe it is important, even if only for my own benefit, to describe this phenomenon I experience from time to time. My home is MY HOME. I love my home. It isn't perfect, and it is a mess. It is a constant... Continue Reading →
I'm bringing this back for a re-post for hurting people that have a long three day weekend to endure. Hang in there! ~ Mona
A year plus into affair recovery, the husband tries to be patient but keeps slipping into the statement, "We’ve already talked about this! When will this be over??" I know this is not unique to us. Dear Unfaithful, If your bank account was cleaned out by identity theft, when would you stop signing into online... Continue Reading →