I know this isn't the first topic started like this but I'm doing it again. My H has gotten to the point where he says he just can't be with me any more, it hurts to much and he wants to be happy again. I get it, while I want to be with him and make it work if he can't I do get it. But he keeps saying he hopes one day I figure out why I did this. And I really with that too. Why did I do this? Sure I was not happy, I wanted out off and on for awhile. But I was always the woman that swore I'd never cheat, that that was beneath me. And as ashamed as I am to say it I wasn't even in love with the OM. It was just the sex, well we talked a lot ALL THE TIME but it was just nonsense, stuff that was so not connected to my real life. So why weather I was going to leave my H or not eventually did I betray my values and it wasn't even for love? I really wish I knew.
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