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I write candidly about my husband’s infidelity in part because I wasn’t the first to do so. The story of his long-ago-over affair with a…
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It is there. Always there. Lurking in the background waiting to show itself. I try, so desperately, to push it away. Make it not real. But it rises…
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A flash of horror at my husband’s admission of an affair. An inability to believe he’d betrayed me or to understand how he could’ve…
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As I am sitting alone in an open front hospital gown, I bow my head for a quick prayer of courage. A simple, polite knock letting me know she is on…
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When my husband confessed his affair everything seemed lost, broken, tainted, and ruined. Though devastated, my inexplicable inclination was to stay…
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We sat at the dusty, worn picnic table while our two daughters, who were six and eight at the time, swam at the crowded wave pool nearby. It was…
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These thoughts have been on my mind. I know I will never have the answers. I wish I could. I wish it was black or white but I am muddling through all…
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Hey you. Yes, you. You, looking at yourself in the mirror. Squeezing your love handles. Turning around and trying to look at the reflection of your…
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My husband is in love with another woman. It’s hard to write it down like that. It makes it seem more real. My husband is in love with another…
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