I think everybody is different when it comes to coping with pain and frusration over their relationship with their married partner. I have my own ways to deal with mine. What I've learned throughout the relationship with Paul over the years is that I have the strength I never thought exsited within myself. The patience, or testing my boudaries, or putting the brave face for my child even when things get rocky with him.
Being a woman, I'm not that good with separating two things; mind and body. And even it's an unwritten law - never to fall in love with a married partner, I couldn't stop falling in love with him - it was inevitable. I knew it would come with a price, but I dove in with a smile on my face. And I'm glad I did...
When I saw him on my birthday morning, all my feelings were validated, that the chance I took with him gave me something that I would have never experienced with anyone else - Rush, lust, love, dream and the friendship that I thought long gone are still with me and with him, in both of our lives. We're giving each other some things to make both of us so, very human again. And as much as it hurts sometimes, he is someone I will cherish with all my heart.
