by Jessica Knorr

Created on: July 08, 2008   Last Updated: October 31, 2008

It has been almost 10 years since that horrible night when I discovered my husband was cheating on me with another woman. I was devastated. We had just celebrated our two year wedding anniversary and I thought things were looking good for us. Little did I know he was leading a double life.

Is there life after being cheated on? Of course there is. But the range of emotions that you have to go through to get to the point of healing is a very hard and long journey. Looking back at that time in my life I can see the little red flags that were present, letting me in on his little secret. Yet for what ever reason I choose to ignore the signs and pretend that things were fine. Even though this incident happened over 10 years ago I can still remember it like it happened yesterday. I can remember sitting on the couch with him next to me listening to all his excuses. I can remember the way he tried to turn things around on me and make me feel guilty, as if I was the one that had slept with someone else. I remember feeling my heart break in two as the tears slowly fell from my eyes. I remember feeling so hurt and angry that I thought I would burst. Most of all, I remember the feelings of betrayal and the thoughts that my life would never be the same.

In the days that followed this devastating blow I spent a lot of time with my two closest friends and my family. They turned out to be my rock through one of the toughest times of my life. They were a support system that I could not have made it through this ordeal without. My father turned out to be one of the best supporters and my biggest rock. He had lots of advice that helped me cope and helped me figure out what I wanted to do next. Was a divorce the answer? If I stayed would I be considered another stupid woman standing by her cheating man? What in the world was I going to do? My decision didn't come easy nor did it come over night. Even after making the decision I wrestled with it for years wondering if I had done the right thing. Would I be able to live with my decision? Would I ever be able to trust anyone again, let alone learn how to forgive? The answer to these questions and many more did not come easily nor did they come over night either. Through all of this I had to rediscover who I was and find the strength to wallow through the mess of my broken heart and slowly start to pick up the pieces. I spent a lot of time in therapy trying to get a handle on the anger of my emotions and over time I was able to let go

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