This post originally appeared on Role Reboot.
When I found out about my husband’s infidelity, I freaked out.
I exploded. I went a little nuts in the moment. Personally, I feel like this is a perfectly reasonable response when you’re blindsided with something as horrible as finding out your husband has been cheating on you. He begged to differ, but that’s beside the point.
As many scorned partners do, I blamed the other woman for his transgressions. It was easier for me to be angry at her, to blame her for his choices, than it was for me to face up to a rather simple truth: she didn’t break a vow, he did.
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Instead of seeing what was so glaringly obvious to people on the outside — that he was a philandering jackass — I chose to contact the women he cheated on me with. Yes, women. There were many. The first of which was an 18-year-old girl who worked as an intern in his office. I wrote her a scathing email, removed her from his contact list, threatened to tell her boss (a woman she had been babysitting for since she was 13), and made sure he let her know just how angry I was.
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You don't live in the Kansas City area....do you?
I was very young, the first time he cheated. By the end I was extremely bitter, angry, tired, and in a bit of denial. It actually took a weekend away from him for me to see that my anger was misdirected. The first year apart from him was hard. I was sad. I've never experienced sadness like that before, but I resolved I'd never allow someone to make me feel the way he did. I had to let that anger go. Anger at him, anger at them. Anger at myself.