This one is pretty self explanatory. I am her. A woman who didn’t think she’d EVER have an affair. I didn’t agree with people who did, and I felt bad for the spouses who were married to men or women who cheated on them. I judged first hand. I removed myself from the life of friends who did this. I twice caught my girlfriends husband out with another woman and I stuck my nose in his business and told him off. Until one day when I didn’t realize what was starting, started. I fell for someone. Someone I shouldn’t have. Over time, slowly getting to know someone didn’t feel wrong. Starting to care for someone and what they were going through didn’t seem wrong. Starting to have slight emotions of jealousy and wanting to be his wife didn’t seem right but I convinced myself it was because I was unhappy in my marriage and cared about him as a person. That lead to a kiss. And from there it was down hill. Emotions and moments that couldn’t be taken back. Suddenly I was there. Me that judging person. Had walked in those people’s shoes. I knew I wasn’t a BAD person, I know I am kind and thoughtful and love my family. I can’t explain why it happened or how it happened it just did, and very quickly. Would I encourage anyone to “DO” this? No. It hurt a LOT of people. But it taught me a lot about love and letting go and why you don’t do it to begin with. Do I regret my actions? I regret what I/we did to our spouses but I won’t ever regret loving HIM as crazy as that sounds.
I think for this post, this blogging challenge, this day one, this could be an interesting post for someone who has a blog name that isn’t as straight forward as mine. Looking forward to the other blogging challenges.