I met my husband’s best friend when I was 18. I have been desperately in love with him since I was 19. I have never told anyone. I know that if I tell, it will destroy their friendship and I’ll likely lose them both. I do care about my husband, but he’s abusive and it has been a hard 15 years. His best friend is a good man and I know he never would have treated me this way. Over the years, I’ve watched his best friend be with other girls … ask me for advice. It hurts but I am genuinely happy that he’s not alone and I want him to have joy and a good life. I don’t regret my feelings at all. I feel a little pain every time I think about him and I’m grateful that in my lifetime, I got to know what love really feels like. I can never tell him – it’s my burden to carry.
