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I don’t feel exactly proud of myself and the fucked up things I’ve done. Listing out all the pseudonyms of the men who I’ve met, been felt up by, been fucked by since I embarked on this wild ride…. It doesn’t feel great, got to be honest. I feel a bit shit, a bit gross.
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It had been building between us I guess, me and Martin. He was at his parents with the kids and I had barely heard a word from him the entire 3 weeks they were away. Almost no communication at all. Something felt off but I didn’t push. I figured he needed some space from our
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What a roller coaster, I really don’t want to be back here. Yet again sat in front of a stranger praying they can fix me. Praying that this person will have the answers to why I feel so dead inside and why I can’t be the person my husband needs me to be. His massive
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Yeah really I did. The man I spent the last 17 years with, raised children with, built a life with was found in the casual encounters section. Two kids, a lot of love, laughs and a fucking endless shitpile of drama and fights all brought to life one drunken Sunday many moons ago. I was
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I was in love with my one of my best friends for oh about 13 years. He wasn’t supposed to be someone I loved so much or even be my friend at all. So it was highly inconvenient on all scores. He was the person I wanted to talk to when I was sad, when
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What happens in a woman’s life that’s so shitty, so traumatic that you wake up one day and just think “ fuck it, I’m going to sign up for Ashley Madison.” Risk your marriage, lie, cheat and put yourself in danger more than once just to chase the feeling of being alive. Believe me when
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