This is not easy for me, but finally I have mustered enough courage to admit in a public forum that I found myself embroiled in the throes of a passionate affair, after years of enduring emotional abuse at the hands of my H who demeaned me by unabashedly using pornography, with no empathy or care about how it made me feel. I felt rejected, hurt and disrespected at the hands of the man who was suppose to make me feel loved, cherished, and desired. For years this went on and I just subsisted in a degrading relationship. Then one day, I met "another man" who turned my life around. He made me feel loved, desired and cherished. I was unable to ignore his advances and gave-in (without regrets) into an unforgettable experience of love and lust. I just want to vent this because I am trying to find answers as to "why I felt no guilt" when I had the affair ? I confessed my affair to my husband and he doesn't give a rat's ass. I think my H felt a sense of relief that I will leave him alone to pursue his porn addiction.
