Author Archives: Lyn

Her Facebook

It happens every couple of weeks, when things get feeling a little too “back to normal” and it begins to feel like I am doing all of the heavy lifting in marriage recovery.  You know, the reading, the reflection, the … Continue reading

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Why Do I Care?

Why do I care that she is younger than I am?  Dunno.  Just sort of do.  What am I really upset about?  Okay, I’ll tell you. Elizabeth called me the other day to catch up and she mentioned Tiger Woods’ … Continue reading

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What’s She Got?

Explanations such as, “By the time I realized it was too late, it was too late”  are not at all helpful and only cause that question mark hanging over my head get bigger and bolder.  Soon, it ought to be … Continue reading

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Shut Up

I love telling my husband to shut up.  I haven’t done it for a while and I only began doing it a couple of years ago and although it violates my long-established philosophy of life to say it?  I get … Continue reading

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Revenge

  On the days reality bites like a cold mackerel across the face, or better yet, the sting of a hard slap on a wet behind and I feel a little hatred for my husband, I tell someone else.  This … Continue reading

Posted in Emotions, Grief, Revenge, Shock | 6 Comments

From “Friending” to Affair

Men are very different than women, no doubt about that.  Whereas, being happily married has been enough of a deterrent to temptation for myself, never mind any moral arguments, it was not enough for my husband, the same one who … Continue reading

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Heal or Be Crippled

Writing about painful things is like vomiting poison.  Getting it out is essential. When someone asked me if writing calms me, I thought it over.  For me, language is vivid and powerful, and by expressing it, some emotion is purged.  … Continue reading

Posted in Recovering, Tragic, Trauma | 10 Comments