Why do you think my XH lied to me in NY? Why not tell me he was living with someone and planning to marry her. And that too living with her for 3 years??? Why even lie about that? Why watch me cry and pour my heart out and not tell me the truth? Why was this man so awful to me? What was/is it about me that he couldn't care less about my feelings? I lie to my friends (I rarely lie but when I do) I feel sooooooooo guilty. Why don't these people feel guilty about everything they do and all the people they hurt? It's awful - how am I ever going to understand and come to terms with this?
