what your affair stole from me

I’ve sat with my thoughts for a long time, trying to find the right words to express what I’m feeling. Sometimes, I still struggle to put it all into words, but I think it’s time. It’s time to share the truth of what your affair took from me, and how it’s left me to pick up the pieces of a heart that’s been broken beyond what I ever thought was possible.

I’m not writing this to hurt you or to make you feel guilty, but because I need to heal. I need to understand the weight of what’s been taken from me and how, in a single moment, everything changed.

You Took My Trust

Trust was everything to me. It was the quiet foundation of everything we built together, the invisible bond that connected us even when we weren’t saying a word. I trusted you in a way that allowed me to be my truest self, vulnerable, open, without fear of judgment or deceit.

But now that trust is gone, shattered into so many pieces I’m not sure if it can ever be put back together. I find myself questioning everything—the things you said, the things you promised. The smallest moments that once gave me comfort now only remind me of what I’ve lost.

How do I trust again? How do I open myself up when I’ve been hurt so deeply? Your affair didn’t just break my heart; it took away the one thing I thought was ours forever: the trust between us.

You Took My Confidence

I always believed in us. I believed that what we had was special, that I was enough for you, and that together, we could face anything life threw our way. But when I found out about your affair, everything I believed in crumbled. Suddenly, I questioned myself in ways I never had before.

Was I not good enough? Was there something wrong with me? Why wasn’t I enough to keep you from straying? These questions flood my mind, and though I try to silence them, they remain. My self-worth, once so sure and grounded, is now clouded by doubt.

I wonder if you ever saw me the way I saw you, if I was as important to you as you were to me. My confidence, my belief in my own worth—it all feels shattered, and I can’t help but wonder if I’ll ever feel whole again.

You Took My Peace of Mind

Before I knew about the affair, I had peace. I could rest easy at night, knowing I had someone by my side, someone I could rely on. I trusted that you’d be there, that we’d face the world together.

Now, there’s only a constant ache. My mind races with thoughts I never wanted to have—wondering where you are, wondering if you’re thinking about her, wondering if you’re lying to me again. The peace I once had is gone, replaced by an unease that never fully leaves. I no longer know how to feel at ease, how to trust that the world around me is as it should be.

Every day feels like I’m walking on eggshells, waiting for the next wave of pain to crash over me. It’s a feeling I can’t escape, no matter how hard I try. The simple, quiet moments I once cherished are now tinged with fear.

You Took My Hope

I used to believe in the future we were building. I had dreams of growing old with you, of creating a life that was ours alone. I imagined raising a family, building a home, supporting each other through every high and low. I saw us, years from now, still holding hands, still facing life’s challenges together.

But now, I’m not sure what the future looks like. The future I thought we had is clouded by the doubt and sadness your affair has left behind. How do I rebuild hope when the person I trusted has taken it from me? How do I dream again, knowing that everything I thought was certain has been broken?

I don’t know if I can look forward to tomorrow the way I used to. I don’t know if I can rebuild the hope I had for us. But what I do know is that your affair has stolen that dream, and it leaves me to wonder if I can ever find a new one.

You Took My Innocence

When we first fell in love, everything felt pure. There were no hidden secrets, no lies lurking behind smiles and sweet words. I believed in the goodness of us, in the simplicity of our connection, and in the honesty of our love.

But now, that innocence is gone. The world feels different, as if something has tainted it forever. Every time I think about what happened, I feel that loss—the loss of not just my trust, but of the pure, unguarded love I once felt.

I wish I could go back to a time before this pain, a time when I could believe in love without fear. But your affair has taken that innocence, and now everything feels like a little less than it once was.

You Took My Heart

The hardest thing to admit is this: you took my heart. Not just in the way that lovers do, but in the way that a betrayal strips you of everything you’ve given. You took my love and gave me back pain. You took the person I was and left me feeling lost, broken, and confused.

I loved you with everything I had, with a heart that was open and vulnerable. I gave you the best of me, and yet, here I am—heartbroken, trying to piece together something that’s been torn apart.

It’s not just the affair that hurts, but what it means for us. It’s the realization that the love I gave wasn’t enough to keep you from hurting me. My heart feels heavy, and no matter how hard I try to fill the emptiness, it doesn’t seem to get any lighter.

But What I Still Have

I wish I could say that everything is lost. That the hurt and devastation have completely erased who I am. But the truth is, despite the pain you’ve caused, there is still a part of me that remains.

I still have love for myself, even if it feels small and fragile right now. I still have the strength to heal, though I’m not sure how long it will take. I still have hope, buried deep beneath the pain, that someday I’ll find peace again.

And, though I don’t know what the future holds, I’m learning to take it one day at a time.

Your affair took so much from me, but it hasn’t taken everything. And though my heart is broken, it’s still mine to mend.

And so, I will heal.