Since I wrote that post called “The Door Mat,”about finding out that my first husband was cheating, I’ve been thinking a lot about telling the truth and how important it is. Good Lord, when that happened in real life, in real time, I didn’t tell ANYONE. Now with some distance, I can put it out there for anyone who wants to read it. It’s the truth and it’s my life and if you are going through something similar, I want you to know that you can tell me. Or someone else. It will be OK. I’ve had many private messages from women who say, “Yep, that’s the same thing that happened to me.” This is our chance to step into the light. There is no reason to be ashamed because someone mistreated YOU.
I felt like a pariah, a failure, an unworthy woman when Fartbuster cheated on me. How could I have confided in someone??? It was my fault, right? Good wives don’t have husbands who cheat. (read the rest of the story)
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