Forgiving someone is hard, but forgiving yourself is harder. The turmoil that still haunts me at night with … Read more
Lifewife is what he called me. My affair almost cost me my marriage, my self respect, and my sanity. This is my outlet to closure because I never received one. This is my journal to recovery and the steps to forgiving myself. Never judge a person before you've walked a mile in their shoes. Love doesn't choose when the time is right or when circumstances are perfect. It can come when you least expect it and it can break you in second.