I was unhappy with the way I looked. A co-worker offered to make me a running guide to get me jumpstarted. I followed it daily. He encouraged me daily. I was feeling good about myself. My husband .... asked me who I was losing weight for, who I was wearing this for or that for, etc. I was feeling GOOD about me.....and he was tearing me down.
All the while, he was talking to a woman at HIS job. I am the one who cheated "officially" but I can tell you that #1, if I had felt loved at home, I never would have strayed. If he had put ME first (instead of her), I would have continued to put him first. I did everything for him, and now that I'm outside of it, I see a LOT of things that cause me to wonder how I stuck it out so long.
You see, I get the "brunt" of the blame, mostly because I was honest about what I did. He still denies there was more with her. He now lives in a storage room in a basement he rents out - with her. He still talks to me about reconciling - while he's dating her.
I know that cheating is/was wrong - but looking back now, I think I would have done the same thing. I was in a place, I couldn't see it, but there was no way out. In my mind anyhow. And I like who I am now Frank. I don't take the full blame anymore, because it DID take two to get us where we were.
I should have told him how I felt MORE. He should have listened and put me first, instead of her.
Sorry that was windy
....Understand, that I can't, not be what I am I'm not the milk, and Cheerios in your spoon ~ Avril Lavigne ~ ..."Nobody's Fool"...
