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小三 Redditer: My story

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My Story​

In My Feels
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As title says, wanted a space to share my story with others who are going through or have been in the same boat.

I (32W) have been in an affair with MM(45). We met through work started off platonic…. Blah, blah, blah, you know the deal. Started 1.5 years ago and I knew he was married, I at the time was also in a long-term relationship.

I tried for a couple of years to continue to work on my relationship prior to the affair. I wanted to stay because of the amount of time we were together. Started to have feelings and thoughts and really questioned myself and why this was happening. My answer to myself was, “if everything was right at home (for myself), I would not have interest in this person in this way”. I knew I had to get out. And to clear up any confusion, I got out of my relationship before I started up with MM.

MM and I had an understanding that it would just be for fun. (What most of us say right?) the connection, WOW. The conversations, the time spent, the sexual chemistry…. I could not get enough of any of it. At about month 3 he said he loved me and I felt the same. I started to think maybe this would go somewhere and lead to us being together.

Throughout month 1-9 I knew him and his wife were still intimate from time to time and oddly, I was ok with it. At about month 9 I started having thoughts of wanting to end it as he could not tag along for my birthday trip. Really started to set in for me that I was alone.

Month 10 I ended it for the first time and wow, that was extremely difficult and I was crying all of the time. I felt so naive and stupid. That “end” lasted for about a month and he began to contact me again, and like any good junkie I went right back for more. That lasted about month before I ended it again.

December he contacted me again and boom, there I went again for more. Again, that lasted about a month ish.

February rolls around and the contact began again and he told me he wanted to get out of his marriage, wanted to be with me, wife and him were no longer intimate. He sent me Valentine’s Day flowers and we were pretty good for a couple of months before I started to have the feeling of wanting to get out again.

Throughout the 1.5 years, he makes very little effort to see me. 90% of the time that we see eachother is at work or after, and most of our intimate time is let’s just say, not in a bed.

He has not left yet because of finances and children. I feel like such a dumbass for letting this go on as long as it has, I question my self worth, and I think about how terrible of a person I am.

For whoever has read all of this, thank you. Just wanted to share my story
 
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