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I Cheated on My Husband to Feel Alive Again

I love your column and read it from time to time. Recently, I came across a story about infidelity, which prompted me to share my own. Perhaps someone will look at a woman’s infidelity from a different perspective and won’t be so quick to judge every one of us. I just want people to understand that sometimes desperation drives us to cheat. That’s what happened to me.

I’ve been married for nearly two decades. Our life has had its ups and downs. I can’t say it’s been all bad or perfectly smooth. The one thing that has clouded my life all these years is my husband’s countless affairs. We have two children, so it seems like life has worked out in a way. I never once considered cheating myself, even though I was constantly confronted with his infidelity.

However, a few years ago, everything changed dramatically. When my husband cheated discreetly, I could somehow forgive him. But then he became so brazen that he did it openly. Once, he told me he was going on a business trip. I was packing his suitcase when I found two tickets in one of his pants pockets. Why two? As it turned out, he was planning to fly to another city with his mistress. I never suspected he could do something like that. It was incredibly painful and humiliating.

Many men believe that a wife’s infidelity is the worst thing imaginable. But none of them can understand what a woman feels when her husband cheats. Let me tell you: she feels pain, humiliation, and disappointment. Every woman who deeply loves her husband goes through this. The pain is so intense that it’s hard even to breathe! Yet men think they’re the ones who suffer when their wives cheat. No woman deliberately lets her husband find out about her infidelity unless she has specific reasons. In that case, she might want him to know, to make him feel the same pain he caused her.

When my husband returned from his trip, acting as if nothing had happened, I confronted him right at the door. He claimed there was nothing between them and that I was overreacting. It hurt so much because I knew he was lying. But our son was still very young, so I gritted my teeth and pretended to believe him. I knew full well he hadn’t ended things with his mistress. My heart began to shut down, and I no longer felt anything for him.

This has been going on for over seven years now. My husband, essentially, lives two separate lives. Over these years, I’ve become completely disillusioned with him. There’s not a drop of love or affection left in my heart for this man. Honestly, even before, he treated me with indifference, and in recent years, it’s only gotten worse. I work and live for our children. Of course, my husband was the main breadwinner, while I took care of the house and kids. But he became so arrogant that he told me he provides for the family and, in his free time, has the right to be with whoever he wants. Can you imagine such audacity?

I couldn’t take it anymore. The kids were older, and I decided to leave him. Then, by chance, I met someone from my past. He was with his wife, and I watched how he cared for her. I had never seen that kind of attention from my husband. It filled me with such resentment. That’s how a real man should treat the woman he loves. Later, we met again by chance, and I opened up to him about my life. He felt sorry for me, and then we ended up sleeping together.

I just wanted to feel desired again. This went on for a few months until my husband found out about the affair. He caused a huge scene, saying he was leaving me for his mistress. I ended up in the hospital, on the brink of life and death. But it was worth it because I heard him say he loved me. Those words were so precious to me. I don’t know what lies ahead in my life, but right now, I’m happy.

I realize I committed a great sin by cheating on my husband. If I could turn back time, I wouldn’t have done it. I feel so ashamed, especially in front of the other man’s wife, though I don’t know if she’s aware of our affair.

Let things take their course, and whatever happens, happens. Please, don’t judge me too harshly!

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