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Only in the dead of night do I dare to tell the truth, feeling too humiliating, not to say and too depressing. Last night, I was a little late from work, and I was thinking about asking the married man to meet, and it turned out

author:Siege of the heart

Only in the dead of night do I dare to tell the truth, feeling too humiliating, not to say and too depressing.

Last night, I was a little late from work, and I thought about asking the married man to meet, but he rejected it very decisively, and my heart was suddenly hurt. I was so sad I really wanted to cry. I forcibly suppressed my sadness and dragged my tired body home, my husband saw that I looked haggard, quickly handed me a cup of hot water, asked me if I was cold, whether I was frozen, and blamed myself for not picking me up. My husband's enthusiasm and concern touched me at once, and I couldn't control it anymore, and I cried bitterly. At this time, my husband was more nervous and uneasy, and carefully asked me who was being bullied, and I had to go to someone to settle the account. I realized that the problem was a little serious, so I quickly controlled my emotions and said, it's okay, it's a bad mood, maybe those few days of the month have arrived, and I said that I cried well. Even if my husband did not continue to ask me.

My husband comforted me again, persuaded me, and the guilt in my heart became stronger and stronger. Looking at this honest and good man in front of me, I scolded myself in my heart for doing too much. I suspected that my brain must have been in the water. At that moment, I felt regret strongly.

But, come to think of it, I fell in love with the married man, and I confirmed that we were really in love. We were all careful that neither of us caused real harm to each other's families. My husband was very nice to me and I was impeccable. However, it may be the reason why I have been married for a long time, I always feel that my marriage is missing something, but as for what is missing, I can't say clearly. So, the ghost sent God to make me fall in love with another man. We haven't been in touch for a week, and last night, my initiative was rejected, and I couldn't stand it. I was hurting my self-esteem and hurting inside, whether he meant it or not, but it made me reflect a lot. I felt that it was time for me to save myself, and I could not "do" this anymore. But how do I get myself back to normal? I also want to run my marriage well, cherish my husband, ask the teacher to raise his finger, thank you.

Siege Reply:

Hello, these words, you really can't say them to no one. It's too LOW. Fortunately, you still have a sense of guilt, and you can still think of returning, which shows that you still have salvation and can wake up, your heart has not completely deteriorated, and you still have a little ability to distinguish between right and wrong. There is an idiom, cliff relegation, well said, the key time can brake the car, in order to ensure safety.

What I'm telling you is that if you want to save yourself and save your marriage, you first have to have a complete change in your ideas and thoughts, and you must not distort them. You later said that you and the married man were true love, and that you hadn't actually hurt or affected the families of both parties, and I really wanted to hit you when you said that. Think about it, two married men and women steal love, what kind of love can there be? You have all betrayed your respective families, your hearts have been scattered, your feelings have faded, how can you say that you have not caused real harm to each other's families? What kind of impact is called actual impact? Fall in love with someone you shouldn't love, give up early, don't take chances.

Cherish the honest man who loves you, only those who love you will tolerate you, cherish you, take care of you, give you love and care. And that kind of person outside of marriage, just playing with you, just using you, don't look clearly.

Only in the dead of night do I dare to tell the truth, feeling too humiliating, not to say and too depressing. Last night, I was a little late from work, and I was thinking about asking the married man to meet, and it turned out
Only in the dead of night do I dare to tell the truth, feeling too humiliating, not to say and too depressing. Last night, I was a little late from work, and I was thinking about asking the married man to meet, and it turned out
Only in the dead of night do I dare to tell the truth, feeling too humiliating, not to say and too depressing. Last night, I was a little late from work, and I was thinking about asking the married man to meet, and it turned out

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