*** Sex addiction is very real. I finally saw it first hand***
She was old beyond her time, stringy hair, rough skin, a smoker, essentially trying to make me feel secure in that she would never be a threat. First day of work, and I meet him for lunch. I have a chance to see her, and she's dressed in a tank top and jean shorts, hair that looks like mine, is younger than me, and apparently spends her day hanging over the guys, when her phone isn't ringing. So now I'm pissed. I feel lied to.
You only feel lied to? You were lied to. The red flag is your wbf's lying. That is a dynamic that needs to change if you are ever to be able to trust him. The lie might have been to keep you from getting upset even though he wasn't going to do anything wrong, but this thought process can also lead to a slippery slope of bigger lies.
[This message edited by MovingUpward at 8:52 AM, June 27th (Thursday)]
Think of the haters in your life as sandpaper; they’ll scratch you up time and time again but in the end you’re polished, smooth, and spotless..while they end up useless
We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.