The Brutal Truth: Part Seven

I waited until he had left to call because I wasn’t sure I was strong enough to face him.   I wanted full control… again.  I needed full access… again. He happily gave me the passwords to his accounts and I went studiously about the business of checking up after him.  I ran through his emails, […]

The Brutal Truth: Part Six

What on Earth would people think? That was my primary concern.  From the moment he proposed, I was a woman on a mission.  Husband, house, baby, career… I wanted it all.  Color me a two-story brick house with a side of white picket fence, apron around my waist and husband and dog running around the […]