When I was feeling actively angry at my H about the situation, there was just a thin moral line that was keeping me from responding more positively to signs of interest from other men.
This point stirred something in me because, for me, I never thought about cheating. It was something that happened to other people. Immoral people who don't understand the meaning of vows....I always thought 'geez, if you're gonna cheat, just get divorced'. And then I cheated. I feel like if I would not have been so dissmissive and judgmental of others, maybe I could have thought through some of those issues before I put myself in the fire, wearing the scarlet leter. I thought I was better than people who cheated. Well, I wasn't.
"Happiness is a butterfly, which, when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you."
