The Call

Around 10 PM, me and H were sitting having a quiet conversation. We had a very good evening, just the two of us and I didn’t think that anything could possibly ruin it. As we were talking, his cell phone rings and he answers it. I motioned to him asking who it was, but he... Continue Reading →

My father was a cheater

Before and after my parents were married, my father was going out on my mother. He continued to do so until I became teenager. That is when he found religion and got deep into it. After I became an adult, he left the church and started up again. The stories I heard from my mother... Continue Reading →

Three Months Later

Looking back on the bad dream that became my reality, it’s surprising to see how far I’ve come. I can now say that I have definitely moved beyond the frustration I felt in the early days, when my husband was not helping me with my pain nor taking responsibility for his actions. It all seems so surreal... Continue Reading →

Where are his friends?

I find it hard to believe that all his friends have strayed. He tells me he's not in chat, which I am highly doubtful. On top of that, all the continuous floods of phone calls and text messages all hours of the day and night have died down to nothing at all. And there is... Continue Reading →

Is a 180 possible?

High upon a mountain, on a cold rainy night, we sit in our car overlooking the city below. The beauty of the night was shown by the lights of the city reflecting on the lake that surrounds it. I began telling him how much I'm going to miss this place and in a very sweet... Continue Reading →

Hot blooded/Cold blooded

I feel really good and really strong. I feel I can actually see this as a friendship more then a relationship and it'll help me get by the next few days that I'm here. I still don't know when I'm leaving but one thing I do know is that things can change very quickly here... Continue Reading →

Were there other women?

Things come to mind about our life together. There were many opportunities for H to go out and find someone else. I began thinking about this time or that time when he had a good advantage away from home. The question is, were there more times or just one? A few months ago, H had... Continue Reading →

Holding on to hope

I'm just holding on to a little bit of hope thinking that the next day, he's going to snap completely out of it and realize what he really wants. I cannot wait around forever and be tortured every day just for the way he acts towards me and the things he says. “I'm really tired... Continue Reading →

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