It's weird to me that I had a feeling that my affair might even help save my marriage by rebuilding me. It's not like I really thought about it very much but the thought crossed my mind.
The way that my wife was told about my affair was horrible! I would have handled it much differently but a sick and angry person did all he could to torture her. She got little pieces every morning from him. I tried to protect everyone from this but it ended up being focused on me as the cause of it all.
Look I really believe that both my wife and I are innocents in this. We let the world take control and did not exercise self control when we needed it the most, but since we are truly innocent and kind people, all of this can be forgiven and put behind us.
It's so strange, when we see eachother, we still cling to eachother. The distance is murder.
