A year and a half ago I met a woman who is 12 years older than me and slept with her. It happened twice since then. She lives in another town and doesn’t know I’m married. I finally cut it off because I am tired of being an a******. The funny thing is that it wasn’t until after I blocked my phone and emails and said goodbye that I felt terrible about it because I finally pulled my head out of my a** and looked around. I really looked at what I have and question my values. This is my secret. If I do it again, I will tell my wife and face the consequences. However, if I can learn and grow, then I will go to my grave with this burden. Yes, I’m a douche bag, but I am working to get better. I am also lucky. No diseases; we played “safe” but probabilities mean that things do, even if rarely, happen. Well, I do have one disease, the one that rotted my mind and caused my own idiocy. I guess you can say some infection of my character.
