Bingo. Ditto. Agree. Concur.
That is the thing that constantly eats me up. She and ole boy got to have their fun. I saw things in their affair that I hardly ever got to see while married; desire, passion, lust, sponteneity. They made sure to be at their best when they hooked up; there were no hair rollers, sweat pants, or granny robes being worn for the sake of being 'comfortable'. She didn't try to delay things in the bed by bringing up bills or who was going to the next PTA meeting.
At the end of the day, I will always believe that she got over while I was guilt-tripped into sticking around and playing the loyal, reliable, dependable, dweeb for the sake of the kids. She had fun but I have to be more responsible and keep a smile on my face as if nothing happened.
It burns me down to the core...
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So Simon, move on from her and date. You'll find a lot more passion. Posted via Mobile Device