I have no idea why my H's joke is bothering me so much today. I am usually great about shaking off this stuff. I cannot concentrate at work at all. AHH. I dont know whether I want to punch his smug face or crawl up in a ball and cry because I am so tired of this crap.
What if I did what my H was joking about? What if I brought a man into our home and slept with him in our bed? What if the OM played with our boys and ate breakfast with them? What if the OM moved stuff into the house? I wonder if H would be laughing then. Maybe/Maybe not. I will never stoop to my H's level, but for one moment I wish that H could feel my pain and/or understand just have much he betrayed me.
H actually sent me an "inspiration video" the other day about the principles to living a happy life. One of the principles is to surround yourself with good people who are a positive influence in your life. My H definitely does not meet that criteria. I NEED to let him go. He is the only thing in my life holding me back, pulling me down. I deserve much much better.
