Today you changed from being my friend into being a cliché. From my dear friend's loving husband into a lying cheat. In one fell swoop, you have changed the lives of countless people who loved, liked, trusted and believed in you.
I am one of your wife's pillars. One of the people who is standing beside her right now, guarding her from further pain and protecting her while her heart bleeds. I stand here while she is at her weakest and will stay here until she grows strong again, fortified by the scars you have inflicted upon her soul.
All because you made a poor choice somewhere during the last year or two. That's what makes the difference between an authentic life and an empty one - the choices we make and the paths we take. Wouldn't you agree?
You could have taken the bumpy road, after more than 20 years with the same woman... and stayed with her. Working through whatever problems you may have been having, toughing it out, getting angry, thrashing out your feelings in front of a counsellor and perhaps finding a resolution that suited you both.
But you didn't do that, did you? You misguided, unfortunate fellow... you took the low road. You chose poorly.
You let a lingering gaze between you and another woman lead you up the garden path. Mesmerised by the call of a siren who provided you with a golden chariot to free you from the pressures of work, marriage and three beautiful children. Yes, your children... the ones you sired.