It has been 48 hours. I have 48 reasons to leave and only 2 (my kids) to stay.

I have two kids and a mortgage. Leaving isn’t as simple as just packing a bag. But staying feels like I’m betraying myself.

Any advice or just kind words would mean the world right now.

Let this be the post I look back on when I finally find the strength to walk away. Day 1 of healing starts now.

It has been 48 hours since the truth came out, and my world is still spinning. I found the messages. The late nights “working late” finally made sense. The person I trusted most betrayed me in the worst way.

(me) ➡️ 02/12/21 (the day the mask slipped). My Husband (48) ➡️ The Cheater .