Hi all, I am new here and happened upon your site because of my nightmares. My boyfriend and I have been together almost 3 years. We have a daughter, we were careful but a week after I found out I was pregnant a study was released that a medication I was on counteracted my pill.
What does this have to do with infidelity... here's a brief intro to my story....
he and I met at school ( we are in our late 20's), we carpooled together, both married unhappily. I was in the process of leaving my husband who was insane and beat me, he was too afraid of hurting his fragile wife. He eventually left her and we helped each other through hard times, a while later, we started dating. We have everything in common and got along real well. I have never loved anyone so much in my life, even now. Times were hard and I was very depressed regardless of my new love, so I was a bit emotional, then I got pregnant, and I was more emotional.
He freaked and watned to leave, he stuck with me for a while to help out, and didn't have another relationship, but he went away anyway. We got a house together and swore to try, even though he kept saying he was only trying to love me.
Then, a month and a half after our daughter was born and I was facing going back to work, I found a love letter to him in our truck, talking about the weekend he supposedly went camping with his male friend, and neglected to tell me his friend brought his sister that my man was having an emotional affair with.
I freaked out, he left and that was it.
The scars run very deep.
He realized how much he really did love me when he was gone and not forced to be with me, or so he felt. we remained friends for the baby's sake, and also my son who had become very fond of him, and agreed to give it one more try. Now he is very sorry, and madly in love with me, a completely different person that he was before and has been for the past 9 months, but I can't forget, just typing this made me cry and it all happened over a year ago. Can I forgive completely, will it ever be ok, or should I cut my losses nad say good bye, even though we have kids. I still hav enightmares about it at least once a week, and God help me if I ever run into the slut who had the balls to say to me F* you, you and your stupid family dont matter, we will be together, and babies just happen.
