“We’ve already talked about this!”

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 →

Does He Miss Her

One day he was spending time with her on a daily basis -- and then he wasn't. I often wonder about how lonely he must have been when he stepped away from the third wheel. I have a hard time understanding how he went from spending time with her every day, to never spending time... 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 →

The Endless Parade of Sad Days

I'm still sad. This sadness is unlike any other sadness I've experienced in my life, and I hate it. It feels like grief but we're all still alive. It feels like exhaustion, but I'm getting plenty of sleep now.

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?

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