In January 2015 I found out my husband had been having a 10 month affair with a woman from his job, and just like that my safe place was shattered. I learned that he had brought her to our home, to our bed- he took advantage of a rare trip away to visit friends with my children and my dad being sick in the hospital for his own selfish gains. He spoiled her with gifts and trips- and his time. I hate him for the person he was. I hate that he had the capacity to be such an assshole. I hate that I am left with all this pain and I hate that on most days i’m not able to carry it well.
Where do you go when your home is tainted? When your husband is the one that has caused you more pain than you thought could ever possibly exist? When you dont want to keep feeling like a broken, burden to your family and friends? Where do you go when you’re falling and you no longer have what you once considered a constant, sure thing beneath you? When you no longer have a safe place to land?
I found comfort here, online- on forums and through blogs- where i read, and i cried and i said ” yes, me too. me too”! Here I’ve found that I’m not alone, not crazy, not hopeless. Here i found a safe place to land with so many others who have been pushed to a free fall by the ones that should have loved them the most.