we got married. I was 21, he was 23.
I thought we were soul mates.
I never dreamed then that he had already cheated on me, a few weeks before we got married.
I never dreamed then that 24 years and 51 weeks later my world would be blown apart when I found out about his As and SA.
I never dreamed then that I would even consider staying with him if I found out he cheated on me, but here I am three years later.
Today I am hoping no one remembers this is the day we got married. I want to forget it. I don't want to smile at people's congratulations and pretend it is a celebration. I feel like crying. I wish I could turn the clock back and never have met him.