I have recenlt been involved in an 'emotional affair'. One that i was not owning up to and convincing myself that if there was no actual cheating (as in the physical) that i wasn't doing anything wrong. Esp because i happened to be in love with this particular person, had never gotten over them and wanted to ensure that they weren't the love of my life that i was throwing away, simply because i was otherwise engaged.
It has taken a therapist to make me realize that i was in fact cheating and honestly, i should have gone for it. Enjoyed them in every sense of the word. Oh and it would have been very much enjoyable.

however, how could i have looked at my partner, knowing that betrayal. At least, even if i am lying to myself i can still justify my behaviour. Now they are gone anyway. It finally ended. Not from my end, mind - but i think because i could not commit the way they needed me to and it was in their best interest to move on.

Still i can't help but miss them, more and more everyday. X