Originally Posted by Dixie

Been there done that. I found out that he had cheated on me multiple times with multiple women. OH, I was LIVID!! The first thing I did was punch a hole in the wall, the next thing I did was pack all his shit up and left everything at his grandparents house. I already had kicked him out for other reasons, but after that point he wasn't welcome around anymore. No more of that.

After that I just fell apart like how could I have been so oblivious? It was heartbreaking to know I had been duped the entire time. The whole relationship was meaningless. It hurt.

I took our wedding pictures and cast them into the wind, on our anniversary I burned our wedding cake in a bonfire in the front yard. Good riddance.

But I admit that for two years after that I just completely fell apart. I started drinking heavily to numb the pain, to avoid it, whichever you want to call it. My drinking got out of control and finally at the end of my rope, something just told me, go back to church. So I did, and from there things started coming together a little bit.

But I still bear the scars from that emotional cut to my heart. You never fully get over it, and even to this day I have a desire to be with someone, but no desire for men, especially when during that two year period where I quite literally shut down and started dying on the inside, I dated some real rats. It really turned me off to marriage, let alone the idea of a successful relationship.

That's just how I reacted to it.