Ive been with my husband for 7 years now, and we have a son. I met him when I was 13 years old. We just got married in March. I believe in marriage and I honor god and the commitment me and my husband made. But before we got married I cheated on him with someone else. I haven't cheated on him since we got married and I don't plan it or wish it and I know it would never happen again. But I still feel guilty and almost terriefied that he will find out and I will lose him forever. Its not the fact that I would be alone or I can't live without him it the fact that I love him so much and he is my life. Now before you guys start criticizing me understand that everyone makes mistakes and what I did was inexcusable. But I'm not here to read how people hate me and how I will never change or how wrong I was, I'm here to vent and hear peoples positive opions. I haven't been able to sleep or think straight in the past week. What I don't understand it I cheated about a year ago and I didn't regret it. It was a weird part in our lives. My husband and me were growing apart and talked about seperateing for months but always put it on hold cause I wasn't finantially stable and we were worried about our son, we both said we would wait until I got my job and then once I had money I would go on my own. He would be at the club with his friends every weekend while I always stayed at home. He would come home and we never said a word. I didn't cook for him and I didn't clean. He show me no affections and we rarely talked. At the time we knew we were all wrong for each other. Then he moved to another state. Which was way different for him. 3 months later I moved with him. It was during the 3 months he was gone that I cheated. But once I moved everything changed. He was more nice and affectionate. We didn't have my family around begging for money. He didn't have his friends calling every weekend to go out. We slowly became a family. There were no more gangs or fights in our neighborhood, no alcoholics banging on our door at night. NO MORE NEGATIVITY. It wasn't until I moved from the place I was born and raised that I was able to see how bad everything was. I love my husband and my son and I would die before id hurt them. But I can't seem to feel like I'm the worst mother and wife in the world. I feel like god is going to make sure I burn in hell. I feel like if I don't slave myself to please my husband then soon I will lose him. I know he could do better then me. And telling him is not an option. He is not the forgivig type and he wouldn't think twice about taking my son and leaving me. He is a good man and so am I but I just don't know what to do to be normal again. I didn't regret what I did until the day I got married. But it isn't until a year later that I feel the blow of what I did. HELP ME PLEASE