“About six years into my marriage, I found out my husband was cheating on me when I walked in on him with one of our neighbors.
We had been married for a good chunk of time, but I had no choice but to file for divorce that same week.
It wasn’t something I could forgive and forget. It was painful to say goodbye and start life over, but sometimes that’s just how life and love is. You think you know someone and that you’ll stay with them no matter what, but that’s not realistic.
People break your heart no matter how many times they promise they won’t.” —Trisha A., 32