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[media-credit id=1 align=”aligncenter” width=”576″][/media-credit]This story was on Guardian News website and is so touching probably because of how real it sounds. It is also heart breaking. When a woman cheats on her husband, something dies. Something dies in the man. We all need to read this. Next time you are feeling lonely and neglected and are tempted to cheat on your man, remember this story. Here’s an excerpt:
I THOUGHT I owed it to the people who gave me constructive criticism and very thought-provoking PMs to update on what I decided and has happened. I barely slept last night just tossing and turning just trying to figure out what is going on with me. It wasn’t easy but by morning, I started to formulate some sort of idea of what was going on and whether or not I could ever get past it. By the time I got to work, I knew what I was feeling and thinking. But I still needed to figure out what I was going to do but most importantly, what I needed to do.
I had my assistants take over with my work for the most part so that I could take care of some personal matters I told them. When in reality, I was just trying to hash out what I had to do next and the near future. At one point, I realized that having the one night stand was actually not me. I was the one who was faithful for 10 years, loved my wife unconditionally, and promised to be there for her throughout our marriage.
So why should I throw my self-respect and dignity away all because she screwed up? I would be losing by letting her push me to the edge like that, not winning.
But even with deciding not to go through with the ONS, I knew I had to talk to my wife and let her know how I was feeling and what I wanted. I texted her and told her to try to get home before 6pm so that we can have a talk. She asked me if something was wrong and I told her that we just needed to talk about us because I didn’t want to alarm her for the entire day.
I get home and we immediately sit down to talk. I tell her that I love her and that what I was going to tell her wasn’t easy.