My Wife’s parents ran into deep financial trouble about 8 years ago and moved into our home after their foreclosure. They have been here ever since and should have moved out long ago (they were in their early 50’s when this happened). After 6 years I had enough with the loss of provacy (we have 3 young boys as well) and the intrusion. I spoke to my wife many times but the situation did not change. I have a professional career and the hours per week kept increasing and I spent more and more time traveling and working over the past two years. Two years ago as well I attended counciling with my wife and expressed my frustration with the living situation but was told it was not likely to change and I would need to see how I would handle this.

Five simple words that can cut down on all the emotional bullshit. It’s so uncomplicated that it can’t be misunderstood. Instead, most cheaters prefer to sweep their bad behavior under the carpet, and, when the crap starts to smell … and you know it will … they will deal with it.

BUT NOT BEFORE THEN.

I rationalized that L-O-V-E must be a mental disorder.

Love made me believe all the excuses as to why he didn’t come home last night. Love made sense of all the untruths.

My boyfriend and I have been together going on 4 years. We have moved in together and overall, it seems that we are making the steps to build a loving future together. Until, that is, the beginning of February.

While doing some maintenance work on his computer, I came across pictures of his sister’s friend, who was topless. He claimed he had asked her to stop sending them and had only saved the pictures as a way to insure she would. I accepted his explanation as I have never had reason to distrust him in the past.

Well, a couple months later, I found an inappropriate picture of a female coworker whom I thought had a crush on him.