After all we have all been through it is evident that we cant stop loving the people that have hurt us. It is amazing to me how they say they still love us but have managed to forget about us for a while. The pain and misery they have put upon us for their flings is at times unforgivable. I should have been the one to run into someones arms as my H has never communicated well and at times i felt lonely. Looking back i realise how little effort he has put into our twelve years and the first time when i was going through hell at work and didnt give Him any attention he was off like a shot to the bitch troll from hell. The time when i needed attention he didnt know how to give it. Perhaps this is not a posting but im interested in why we are still in love with people who hurt us?
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