I believed in true love, love forever, love undying, unconditional love that one gives and takes to make the perfect puzzle. But he chooses to hurt me instead. He chose his whore, and I'm the one to have to deal with the broken pieces he's leaving. I forgave and bent and allowed with request of trust and it got me no where. He still snuck out, blaming work, at my last point of exhaustion. For the men who want more and are given more with exclusions, why isn't it enough? Why are we loving wives not enough? Sorry I know it's a rant, or a plea of sanity. I'm just hurting. And before the "just leave him" people come on, it's not that simple. Just send hugs, thanks