I finally broke down and told my husband that I had feelings for someone other than him. This was one of the hardest things I had ever done in my life.
I knew I wasn't happy and hadn't been for a very long time., but it took another person's acceptance for me realize to that I was lovable, that I deserved happiness and I needed to summon the strength I used to confront drunken bar brawlers to tell my husband the truth.
After I decided to leave, the man I loved wasn't right there waiting for me. I realized that I was truly alone, and, to top it off, I was homeless. I had reached rock bottom.
I needed to figure things out, and after choosing what kind of wine I wanted to drink, I'd need to understand how my life had become an episode of Jerry Springer.
Having an emotional affair made me figure out a few things: First, don't drink your sorrows away. Second, never look for someone else to make you happy. Third, be honest with yourself and everyone else. Fourth, be brave even when you feel like a chicken. Finally, learn to love yourself, no matter skeletons you have hiding in the closet.