The Sound of Loathing

I have heard the sound of loathing, and I can't turn back. It snakes through my mind, pushing happiness aside. I know how it sounds to be hated. It has been a challenge to document the next part of my infidelity story. Even thinking about this part of my experience tightens my chest and sends... Continue Reading →

Panic Meets Humiliation

Gaining my bearings, I noticed there, beyond the snowy field, was the town home community I had been circling. The stark contrast of the field (that was too dark to see), touching the edge of the brightly lit neighborhood, created a new question I couldn't face alone... I quietly dialed 911. [Excerpt from Beyond The... Continue Reading →

Beyond the Snowy Field

When I finally located my husband's car, it was the only car left in a dark and still Veterans Administration clinic parking log. The clinic was long closed. I know; I checked. And I was quite simply terrified to go look into his car... [excerpt from What About You blog post] I had driven for... Continue Reading →

What About You?

This is what women do. They do the things that mere mortals shouldn't have the courage to do. I walked most fearfully and shamefully to look into his car. Had I gone too far in my fury?

Click, Click, Click

Sunday morning came after a fitful night of sleep. Discovering my husband's secret was beyond rationalizing or applying logic to find my way forward. Little did I know, this cold Sunday in February, would be the last day for quite some time that I'd have my poop in a group. (That's our family's way of... Continue Reading →

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