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[behindmyeyelids]

[behindmyeyelids]

My affair with a older man when I was 23.

It all began innocently - I needed to reconnect with my own sense of self, to feel more than just a mother. My husband worked long, exhausting hours, leaving me feeling like I was shouldering the bulk of parenting responsibilities alone. Amidst this sea of isolation, there was a man from my husband's workplace whose contact information I found in his iPad. We began chatting, and suddenly, I felt a rush of teenage excitement coursing through me, making me feel truly alive again. It was dangerously easy to immerse myself fully, choosing not to reach for the ledge that could have pulled me back to safety.

Our meetings escalated, and while the physical side seemed thrilling at first, in hindsight, it was far from fulfilling. Yet, I reveled in feeling desired and attractive. Things soon spiraled when I learned he was involved with another married woman, and he urged me to join their arrangement. Initially, it seemed like fun, but it quickly turned chaotic, prompting me to step back. Believing his lies that he had ended things with her was a mistake I now regret deeply.

As time went on, he introduced me to a friend and encouraged me to explore a sexual relationship with him. We eventually engaged in group encounters, which initially seemed exciting but eventually left me feeling emotionally drained and repulsed. I delved into behaviors I found repugnant, silencing my inner voice as I gave away pieces of myself.

This destructive pattern continued for over a year, and in a desperate attempt to cope, I turned to marijuana to numb my pain, though that relief proved temporary. The weight of my secret poisoned me from within; I knew I couldn't bear it any longer. One day, overwhelmed by guilt, I broke down in tears in front of my husband, revealing the truth. The devastation on his face remains etched in my memory.

Recognizing the impact on my family, I moved out that night, seeking refuge with my parents. The shame I carried was overwhelming, poisoning every aspect of my being. Embarking on a journey of therapy and self-reflection, I faced my actions and their underlying causes. Couples counseling with my husband was a grueling yet necessary process that ultimately led to forgiveness, healing, and a stronger, more resilient marriage. It has taken years to rebuild self-love, though the journey continues, marked by ongoing struggles and triumphs.

Reflecting on this turbulent chapter, I am often asked if I would change my choices. Surprisingly, I find myself grateful for the lessons learned - the path to self-care, improved relationships, and personal growth. While this story remains known only to me, I ponder how many other women bear similar burdens in silence, weighed down by shame and secrecy. To them, I would offer this advice: seek a therapist's guidance, a safe haven to unburden your soul and shed the shame. Know that there is power in reclaiming your sense of allure and visibility, but it must be nurtured through healthy means.

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