Extramarital affair: A man's extramarital affair diary
She was so amazing that as soon as she came home, she smelled the smell of 'strangers' coming. I can't explain anything, I only know that I deeply love her once again. I hate the loss and confusion that made me fall in love with another woman, my beautiful, kind, and genuine wife
Monday, 11th day of the year
Thank you for leaving a mark on me on Saturday, which is enough to shatter a woman's heart; Her sadness made me feel even more that I was a sinner, an unavoidable sinner. This is you, a woman who can't give me anything but keeps making trouble for me and telling her she loves me! Perhaps I really can't understand your so-called love for me!
Yesterday she woke up early and quietly left with sadness and disappointment, leaving me and my son behind. I once again deeply feel that this family needs her. I cannot live without a home, and my son cannot live without a mother! Once, we were an enviable couple, now we are an enviable family of three. No matter where we go, our turnover rate is always the highest. (Of course, I was in her light) Everyone cast envious or even envious glances, and they were all impressed by the beauty and elegance of the hostess after being baptized by wind and rain, and were impressed by her tolerance and kindness.
Yesterday, I was like a homeless orphan all day, with a deep sense of loneliness, sitting in a friend's car wandering around. I need a home, a warm home, a place where both my soul and I can rest. That place doesn't need too much space, nor does it require luxurious decoration, even if it's just a small bungalow!
Last night she cried again. She is not a woman who can easily shed tears. I have been with her for so many years, and she cries a few times. She told me not to let other women touch me, saying that we have such a good family, don't just ruin it like this! Then, we got together, she said she had it, and I said she was in such a bad mood, how could she have it? She said she didn't think of anything, so there she was., Being stirred up by a desolate atmosphere makes me unable to be happy.
I really don't want to continue this game anymore. Suddenly, I realized that in this game, she and I are always losers. If we continue to play, my home will be destroyed! I can't afford to play! So I need to exit early! I'm sorry!
Tuesday, December 12th
She and I have been a couple who have shared joys and sorrows, so our relationship may be the easiest to find in the ashes; Besides, we are all people who prioritize emotions; Besides, we also have a son; Besides, I am still a very nostalgic person.
Wednesday, 13th day of the year
For a long time, I feel like I haven't really been happy, even my smile is so bitter and reluctant. Every time, after pouring out like an injection, there is only loneliness, fear, and I really find it difficult to "her", which may also have physiological factors inside; I don't know why, even though I can't find my original feelings anymore, I still have to say 'I love you' at the request of 'her'.
What I want to say is: there is a kind of love that once passed, will never come back.
Thursday, 14th day of the year
I hate my initial loss and confusion, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen in love with 'her'. My wife is a beautiful, kind, and down-to-earth woman. In other words, she is a very suitable wife. Unfortunately, by the time I understood this, it was already too late; And what about 'her'? I feel that 'she' is immature and doesn't know how to love others and cherish their love for her. Therefore, I am gradually distancing myself from her, and I feel that the current 'she' is so unfamiliar.
When you feel that there are some emotions and everything, love has already left us!
Friday, 15th day of the year
Time flies so fast, and unconsciously it's approaching the weekend again; In the past two years, I have always felt like time flies. Thinking about human life, it is like this, and before I know it, I have become an old-fashioned guy. I often marvel at the impermanence of time, so I also cherish the happiness in front of me: having a class, a house to live in, a wife, and a son; Although the couple's life is not as gentle, romantic, and fiery as before, it is also plain, warm, and enjoyable; Farewell to the promiscuous years of the past, I often think: life is like this, what can I hope for!
Monday, 18th day of the year
Somehow, last night she woke up again. After waking up, I kept asking myself, "Do you still love 'her'? If you don't love 'her', why do you keep thinking about 'her'? What else is worth your nostalgia for 'her'?" Finally, the answer I gave myself was: I love the old 'she', the one I didn't really know about before. To paraphrase a popular saying, the more you know, the farther away you are.
Tuesday, 2019
She was too good, and as soon as she returned home, she smelled the smell of 'strangers' coming. Of course, there may be preconceived thoughts. I cannot explain anything, nor can I explain clearly. I only know that I have lost her, deeply touched her, and deeply touched myself. I don't want to tell 'her' about this, I don't want 'her' to worry about it, and what's the use of telling 'her'? Let me bear it alone!
There is no savior in this world, only I can save myself.