My best bet is to start at what started this new phase of my existence. Fairly recently I separated from my husband. He was having an affair with a woman ten years my junior. He, of course, has seen the error of his ways and wants to continue this marriage. How can you trust someone after an affair of all things? I was thinking I could probably forgive and forget if it was a one night stand, if he had slipped up while out drinking with the boys or some shit like that. It was so far from that I still get twinges of anger when I think back on it.
It was a huge slap to the face to find out she was chunky and plain. I always figured if I was ever going to cheat I'd upgrade. I'd pick the most handsome of men with the sexiest, fit body that would wrap around me and bring me to multiple orgasms and near blindness. To have him chose her over the stunning girl I am fucked with my mind for a bit. Until the next day when I was hit on by a boy of 23. Hey, it was my ego that was hurt. Not my entire self-esteem. I'm not completely through the healing process but I'm not dead.
It's been only recently that things have gotten a little nutty in my world. I've moved past a big chunk of the emotional crap to venturing out and seeing what I've been missing out on. It's a bit too interesting to share with everyone other than my one girlfriend (who still doesn't know everything) who is as dirty as me and a blog, with anonymous readers.
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