I had a husband, a home, yet I was missing something, intangible but palpable.I still loved my husband, but I wanted adventure, excitement, a reminder I was still alive.this might'nt go in this forum, but anywho im wondering in anyone knows of a free non-java chat room for a site?

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He was young and beautiful and I couldn't believe that he wanted me.

I became addicted to the attention and craved contact with the men I thought I had come to know.

But I found out it wasn't as easy as I had first thought.

A late arrival into the world of social media, I nevertheless embraced it as a kind of escape.

After a couple of months I had to end it – and it was after I had made this decision that my husband found out.

He discovered messages on my phone and so I sat him down and poured the whole sorry tale out to him, feeling I was stamping on his heart with every word.

I spent a lonely Christmas at my mother's house with nothing to do but wonder how I had got myself into this situation.

I quit decisively at first, then slipped up, then quit again, craving some kind of patch.