06-17-2014, 01:29 PM
Ryder is the love of my life. High school sweethearts separated by a bad decision and finally reunited after two decades. A perfectly romantic happily-ever-after ending. Except for one teeny detail...we are both married to other people.
Our relationship was innocent at first. Lunch once a month turned into lunch once a week then eventually became seeking out time to see each other as frequently as possible. Texting turned into a kiss, which turned to more. My world became him. I was head-over-heels in love with him until it all changed.
"I need to try and work on my marriage."
Those words ripped a hole in my heart so huge I thought I would die. My world collapsed and I couldn't breathe. I literally felt as if he had killed me with those nine little words.
I shut down. The man who made me open up my heart to him...the first person since we parted so many years ago...was ripping it out. Nothing made sense.
I wanted to see him. He said it was too soon. I NEEDED to see him. The ache was too powerful, the sense of utter loss was blinding. I couldn't function at work, at home, or with my friends. My world had collapsed around me and there was no saving me.
The only thing that helped me carry on was True Support. I had the folks here to lean on when I couldn't carry on by myself. Being in an extramarital relationship is hard enough. But combine that with the inability to talk to anyone about what's going on and it's a recipe for disaster. Here, I've found a safe place to land. A place where I can talk to others who have "been there, done that" and lived to tell the tale. And there are some, like me, who are going through their relationships without the benefit of a manual on how to do so. The support I've received here has been nothing short of life saving for me.
We are a family of men and women who are willing participants in extramarital relationships. Or have been in an extramarital relationship and have come out the other side. Still others are in relationships which have developed into happy marriages and committed partnerships. We are here to support each other, not to judge or to preach. And we don't bash.
If this is your kind of place, we invite you to join us.
Our relationship was innocent at first. Lunch once a month turned into lunch once a week then eventually became seeking out time to see each other as frequently as possible. Texting turned into a kiss, which turned to more. My world became him. I was head-over-heels in love with him until it all changed.
"I need to try and work on my marriage."
Those words ripped a hole in my heart so huge I thought I would die. My world collapsed and I couldn't breathe. I literally felt as if he had killed me with those nine little words.
I shut down. The man who made me open up my heart to him...the first person since we parted so many years ago...was ripping it out. Nothing made sense.
I wanted to see him. He said it was too soon. I NEEDED to see him. The ache was too powerful, the sense of utter loss was blinding. I couldn't function at work, at home, or with my friends. My world had collapsed around me and there was no saving me.
The only thing that helped me carry on was True Support. I had the folks here to lean on when I couldn't carry on by myself. Being in an extramarital relationship is hard enough. But combine that with the inability to talk to anyone about what's going on and it's a recipe for disaster. Here, I've found a safe place to land. A place where I can talk to others who have "been there, done that" and lived to tell the tale. And there are some, like me, who are going through their relationships without the benefit of a manual on how to do so. The support I've received here has been nothing short of life saving for me.
We are a family of men and women who are willing participants in extramarital relationships. Or have been in an extramarital relationship and have come out the other side. Still others are in relationships which have developed into happy marriages and committed partnerships. We are here to support each other, not to judge or to preach. And we don't bash.
If this is your kind of place, we invite you to join us.
