An honest reflection of where I'm at as the first anniversary of discovering my husband's secret approaches.
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 →
This is the hell we put our kids through. Infidelity, the game changing behavior and its impact my adult children.
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.
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 →