I know what people will think, but hear me out⦠Iāve been sending money to my ex behind my wifeās back for over six months now. It started innocently, I mean, she called one night crying about some bills she couldnāt pay, and I just⦠I donāt know, I felt sorry for her. One small transfer turned into weekly transfers, and then it became a habit I canāt stop.
I lie to my wife constantly about āwork expensesā or āhelping a friend.ā She has no idea. I feel like a terrible human being every single day, but whenever I try to stop, I convince myself that she really needs it. And the worst part? I still feel something⦠something I shouldnāt. I keep saying itās just compassion, but deep down I know itās not.
Iām shaking as I type this⦠Gospello you must promise to hide who I am. I canāt let anyone in my life find out. I feel trapped. Some nights I lie awake wondering if sheāll find out or if Iāll get caught. Iāve even thought about confessing to my wife, but the shame⦠I canāt even imagine her face if she knew.
I hate myself for doing this, and I hate that I canāt stop. Every time I send her money, a part of me dies a little inside. I just⦠I just want to be free from this guilt, but I also donāt want to destroy my marriage. How do you fix something when youāre the one breaking it every single day?
I canāt write anymore. This is too much.

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