One day, he walked into our bedroom and told me he was walking out of my life. He had found someone else. As he turned to walk out the door, my craving to find out why would become a mission.
I was obsessed. In every move I made, I was seeking to find out more information about her.
Why did he choose to be with her? What did she have that I didn't? How was she better? Was her sex better? Did she look better? Did she cook better?
In pursuit of the answers to my questions, I befriended her. I knew it wasn't necessarily the right thing to do, but my emotions had gotten the best of me and I was consumed with finding out why, why, why?
This is part of a story that was recently related to me and that I plan to use in Choosing Mr. Wrong.
It seems like craziness to me because I have never looked at the reason people cheat as having anything to do with their mate and how freaky he or she is in the bedroom. I've always seen it as deeper issues. Self-esteem issues, machoism, attention-seeking craziness.
Any who.
Do you know of anyone who has been cheated on who has befriended the person with whom his or her mate is cheating with? Why did they do it?
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