I am a married woman in my
mid forties with four grown-up children. I live in a tastefully furnished
duplex in Festac, Lagos. I have a wonderful job, nice friends and a fantastic
husband In fact you can say that my husband is
the world's sweetest person, I am deeply fond of him and I praise him for being
really good to me. We have a strong bond and are good partners, although I
sometimes feel it's very practical. And he has always been the one who has been
crazy about me, not the other way but I have never felt a strong sexual
attraction towards him, neither have I ever felt "crazy" in love with
him.
The trouble is I am in
love with another man. He blew off my feet.
Although I am a highly moral person and I never even considered looking at
other men. Nevertheless, this person caught my attention and I have never ever
felt so attracted to a person in my whole life. It was like everything was
perfect; we fit like a hand in a glove in every way. He really makes me shine
and he loves the deepest parts of me. I feel so relaxed and well with him. I am
deeply in love with him.
Please don’t judge me but try and understand
how the festac life is, most times my husband is hardly ever around and I find
myself in a big house and all alone. I used to work with him but he is now
working elsewhere. He and I hit it off immediately when we met two years ago. I
loved his personality, wit, humour, looks, the whole lot. The physical
attraction and chemistry was immense and always is whenever I see him (which
hasn't been for six months). He is also married with young children but has
told me he is unhappy. Things came to a head a year ago when we shared a kiss
and told of our feelings for each other. However, since then he has barely
spoken to me.
On one occasion, after he
had drunk a fair bit of alcohol, he told me he loved me, and that I was
everything he wanted, but he couldn't leave his kids. I haven't seen him since.
When I contacted him shortly after this conversation he told me I shouldn't
take it to heart.
I have been grieving for so
long for this man. He called me a month ago, and asked me out to lunch. I was
on a complete high for days but then he cancelled an hour before we were due to
meet. I rearranged, then he cancelled again.
I know that whatever we
had is over. But how do I move on? Every minute of every day I think of him. I
check my cell phone obsessively. My poor husband has no idea. He just thinks I
am depressed and tries to cheer me up as best he can. I love my husband, he is
one in a million. But I confess to feeling bored. I need some passion and
excitement, and I thought I had found it with this man. I am ashamed to admit,
I did want an affair.
Can you offer me any words
of advice or comfort? What should I do?
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