Honestly, I DO have so much going for me in my life. I am educated, healthy; my son is healthy and smart. I still am attractive even at my age. I have a good job, control of my finances. Why then do I feel so low? Why do I even give him this THIRD chance? He is a pig fucker. Really his infidelity is far worse than any of the other’s posted here because he led a complete double life-Telling both of us that we were the one. Hell, I don’t know the whole story I probably will never know. I’ll I do know is sometimes I feel I can’t go on and it’s not worth it, but I have a son (his step son) and I have to get better for him. If it weren’t for my son I wouldn’t be here, in more ways than one.

The days are supposed to be getting better but the heavy pall is weighing me down. I still can’t eat or sleep or think. I can hardly keep from bursting into hysterical fits of crying. I just lay in a vegetative state.

Thank goodness I have to keep it together for my son.

I want to understand. I want to know how someone can do this. Oh God it hurts so badly.