Before H and I were married, 12 years or so ago now, I had a boyfriend and then met H. Tried to resist for a while, but finally gave in to his come ons and "schmoozing". I lasted about 3 weeks before I broke it off with my boyfriend because I could not manage that double life. It wasn't long before H broke up with me. By that time, I db'd without knowing it and just let him go, got a life and a better job, etc. Not long after that he showed up with an engagement ring.

Now I wonder if I should have just told him no back then. But I would not give up my wonderful children for anything in the world. If nothing else, I have that to thank him for.

I'm thinking I'm done dbing. Not sure I want to go back to that person I was before. I kinda like the new me. Or is it the old me? The real me?


Each experience in life has formed me, become part of me, made me stronger.