Three years ago today, around 5 pm, my H made the worst decision in his life. He left work, drove there, walked into the whore's house, went into her bedroom, took off his clothes, and proceeded to have sex with the OW for the first time. He had plenty of time to turn back and not go through with it. He made a very planned, calculated decision to go f**k her after months of teasing and ego stroking about his wonderful self. It hurts like hell.
I cannot believe another year has passed. What happened to 2012? I really cannot even remember living in that year. 2013 has passed and many changes are happening very fast. The time drags along in the DDay fallout and then we wake up and it's two years later. I am too old for time to just disappear on me. I am not making any sense.
Today I will be in mourning for lost innocence and lost time. It sucks because H is out of town this week meeting with bosses and international accounts. He says he will make it up to me. He better.
I thank all on SI that allows us to come here and learn and get support and put our hurts and success out for sharing. You guys here are my lifeline. I may even get the courage to post the whole story and quit worrying about OW lurking around.
Married 30+ years
Together trying to R
I tell people I am tired but really my heart is broken and I am sad.