My answer to the question “why do people have affairs” is that, for example, girl has problems and then she forget the people that she cared most. The kids, the family. She got horny and then she acted on because it felt good in the moment. Who wouldn’t find that exciting. Especially when the alternative is cooking supper night after night for your kids and then maybe. Watching a movie with your husband. Let’s be honest. I was faithful. I stuck to our marriage vase, yet I have been tempted by always resisted where she trampled on our marriage and everything that we built for a shack in a car park. And we’ve got two kids under the age of six. So you want to talk about black and white. That’s pretty much how I saw it.
Feeling after cheating
I felt like I done the worst thing in the world and he didn’t waste any chance to tell me sometimes he shouted, sometimes he had muttered his breath. It called me a slag in front of my sister. He broke a vase that given him from a trip to venice early in our relationship. And. The thing is I took it all I believed it had been this awful past. I had sex with someone else that enjoyed it. Madam, we happened twice, but it happened. It was a piece of shit. Here’s the irony in. I didn’t have an affair because I wanted sex. It wasn’t about the facts. People always say it’s not about sex. She always said that. But I couldn’t really accept that because if you take off all your clothes with someone and fuck. It’s about sex. The irony is I cared so much that it became memorable. It felt like he was there, but not there. I would reach for his hand and he must have touched me off his own accord maybe once in the last year. I tried so hard. I nagged, I got cross, tried to be sweet and understanding, but nothing wept.
How to survive cheating
The thing is I got proud, I bottled it up. I never said I’m hurting, help me and that’s what led to the affair. If I didn’t love dave as much as I did, I wouldn’t have felt so rejected and I wouldn’t have reacted so so desperate. This wasn’t about my lover. This was about me and my husband. I was saying, notice me. I exist and have needs. Other people could want me. I was asking dave to love me because. I couldn’t take much more. I didn’t hear that. I heard I hate you. I want to destroy humiliate you. He’s got to pick a dip than you. He fucks me better than you do. I was reacting out of pride. I’ve been ass. Because I really believe myself for is not so much the affair, but not communicating why I got drawn to it not telling dave how I felt. How bad it had got for me. They realized weren’t about sex, but the fact that I loved my husband. I was cat hit and love me. That’s what I couldn’t be honest about. It’s not easy. But I realized now that I had a role to play in the affair and that, um. She didn’t just suddenly mysteriously get horny. It was that she gotten hard and lonely and that stuff that we can look at. It’s so easy to play the injured party. The good guy and I had every reason to, um. Paint her as the horror and me as this saint. But hopefully I’m past that now. Our relationship reboot cards inspire conversations that can help to rekindle love between you and your partner.