Seven months ago my husband came home and announced to me that he was unhappy and knew he had to be with someone else. The girl in question had known for sometime that we were married and obviously hadn't spent much time with him to really get to know him. My marriage was far from perfect but my husband and I were very close and thought we shared everything. So when he announced this to me I was very surprised, shocked is more like it. We had encountered infidelity before so I thought this was just another one night stand and we would get through it. Well it turned out to be more than that. he started to spend more and more time that I had no choice but to take our daughter and leave. Once I moved out on my own and he lost the house he began to feel as if maybe he made the wrong choice. I never tried to talk him into coming back eventhough I loved him very much. I was determined to raise our child on our own. He came over frequently to see us, showered us in love and made so many promises. when we agreed to get back together he had to make a choice between me and her. He chose me and I would ask him repeatedly if he was sure. So why is it that through this whole ordeal she received more sympathy than me? I was never a bad friend or nagging wife to any of my husband's friends. Yet when this whole thing played out all I ever here is how messed up it was of him to leave her like that and do this too her. Shouldn't she have known better since she was well aware of our marriage? No one ever says that how messed up it was that he left his wife and daughter for another woman. You know what the sad part is after taking him back he ended up cheating on me again with her except this time I am stuck living with him until the lease is up - I must be the stupidest person alive... but I still love him and really want this marriage to work - but apparently nobody else does :(
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