I thought she was the one
I met a girl six years ago. She was married and I was married. I thought we fell in love. We were friends and lovers, passionate attentive and caring. She left her husband, I left my wife. She decided we should have a baby, I didn't agree because of my family history, but we did anyway. My son is beautiful, 2 years old, smart, and difficult, but even more difficult is the woman I fell for. She is secretive, lies, hides her phone, comes home late everyday from work, and now refuses to say she loves me. Am I reliving what I put her former husband through? I am so attached to her that I am weak. I need someone to slap me in the face and say "grow up". What do you think?