There was no single moment when I decided to have an affair. That’s the part people rarely talk about. There wasn’t one dramatic choice. There were hundreds of small ones. …

I once believed my three-year affair was “true love.” Looking back, I see it for what it really was: a series of small compromises that slowly pulled me away from my husband, my family, my friends, and ultimately myself. This is the story I wish someone had shared with me before I crossed the first line. Read More

There was no single moment when I decided to have an affair. That’s the part people rarely talk about. There wasn’t one dramatic choice. There were hundreds of small ones. …

I once believed my three-year affair was “true love.” Looking back, I see it for what it really was: a series of small compromises that slowly pulled me away from my husband, my family, my friends, and ultimately myself. This is the story I wish someone had shared with me before I crossed the first line. Read More

There was no single moment when I decided to have an affair. That’s the part people rarely talk about. There wasn’t one dramatic choice. There were hundreds of small ones. …

I once believed my three-year affair was “true love.” Looking back, I see it for what it really was: a series of small compromises that slowly pulled me away from my husband, my family, my friends, and ultimately myself. This is the story I wish someone had shared with me before I crossed the first line. Read More

There was no single moment when I decided to have an affair. That’s the part people rarely talk about. There wasn’t one dramatic choice. There were hundreds of small ones. …

I once believed my three-year affair was “true love.” Looking back, I see it for what it really was: a series of small compromises that slowly pulled me away from my husband, my family, my friends, and ultimately myself. This is the story I wish someone had shared with me before I crossed the first line. Read More

There was no single moment when I decided to have an affair. That’s the part people rarely talk about. There wasn’t one dramatic choice. There were hundreds of small ones. …

I once believed my three-year affair was “true love.” Looking back, I see it for what it really was: a series of small compromises that slowly pulled me away from my husband, my family, my friends, and ultimately myself. This is the story I wish someone had shared with me before I crossed the first line. Read More

There was no single moment when I decided to have an affair. That’s the part people rarely talk about. There wasn’t one dramatic choice. There were hundreds of small ones. …

I once believed my three-year affair was “true love.” Looking back, I see it for what it really was: a series of small compromises that slowly pulled me away from my husband, my family, my friends, and ultimately myself. This is the story I wish someone had shared with me before I crossed the first line. Read More

There was no single moment when I decided to have an affair. That’s the part people rarely talk about. There wasn’t one dramatic choice. There were hundreds of small ones. …

I once believed my three-year affair was “true love.” Looking back, I see it for what it really was: a series of small compromises that slowly pulled me away from my husband, my family, my friends, and ultimately myself. This is the story I wish someone had shared with me before I crossed the first line. Read More

There was no single moment when I decided to have an affair. That’s the part people rarely talk about. There wasn’t one dramatic choice. There were hundreds of small ones. …

I once believed my three-year affair was “true love.” Looking back, I see it for what it really was: a series of small compromises that slowly pulled me away from my husband, my family, my friends, and ultimately myself. This is the story I wish someone had shared with me before I crossed the first line. Read More

There was no single moment when I decided to have an affair. That’s the part people rarely talk about. There wasn’t one dramatic choice. There were hundreds of small ones. …

I once believed my three-year affair was “true love.” Looking back, I see it for what it really was: a series of small compromises that slowly pulled me away from my husband, my family, my friends, and ultimately myself. This is the story I wish someone had shared with me before I crossed the first line. Read More

There was no single moment when I decided to have an affair. That’s the part people rarely talk about. There wasn’t one dramatic choice. There were hundreds of small ones. …

I once believed my three-year affair was “true love.” Looking back, I see it for what it really was: a series of small compromises that slowly pulled me away from my husband, my family, my friends, and ultimately myself. This is the story I wish someone had shared with me before I crossed the first line. Read More