I know this post is from 2014 but I found myself in similar situation.
Over a year ago I received a txt message from one of my new customers who invited me for a “kiss and a cuddle” saying she’s happily married but lonely. Initially I declined in very mild and polite way. I saw her about a month later and become very nervous, because I had some work booked to do at her place I said to myself I can’t be that nervous when I’m doing the job at height. I stopped by and asked if she’s ok and it went on from there. We started txting each other heavily. It got to the point we met, kissed and shared some intimacy, never actually sexual intercourse but despite that there is no excuse for what I did.
We were meant to go out for dinner and kayaking one evening when her husband discovered what we were up to. After it all came out I nearly lost my job, felt terribly bad and remorseful. I didn’t want an easy way out and felt it being unfair on her and admitted to what I’ve done.
After initial shock she proved really strong and we had what I can describe a honeymoon. Then holiday finished, school and work started and I didn’t try hard enough. September went and in October her manager saw her cry and offered talk that soon lead to frequent conversations, txting and eventually sex.
When I felt our relationship will be saved and better then ever before, I finally got over my struggle with myself and felt I can give more then ever before and then I discovered her affair.
Now, a year later of my devastating discovery I struggle with depression, mood swings I don’t seem to control and never need so messed up in my entire life.
Cheating was single biggest mistake of my life, it changed me and I will regret it for the rest of my life.
To say “cheating is not with it” is massive understatement. It can ruin your life, it can ruin your partners life and change things forever.
There is a lot in media, tv series and films about cheating, but often colourised and “grass is greener on the other side” not always showing the aftermath of and sheer damage it causes.
I would like to think I learned from my mistake, but I’m far from being over it, I struggle to move on and be my “normal” self.