This was a huge mistake.
Unfortunately, this time, the mistake was mine.
I shared too much about my private life with someone I barely knew—someone who claimed to be a friend, even though we'd only just met.
I realize now that I tend to trust people far too easily and often ignore the warning signs when someone isn’t truly a good friend.
And now?
Reality has slapped me in the face.
Just when I finally found the solution I've been waiting for—something that could help with my marriage—they turned their backs on me.
They started trying to dictate my life, telling me who I should or shouldn’t be with.
They don’t understand that I already found my own clarity.
Yes, I’ll admit it: I still love him deeply.
I’m genuinely considering giving him a second chance—not because I’m afraid of starting over or too lazy to find someone new—but because I see his efforts.
I see the changes.
He’s been showing me, little by little, that he’s becoming a better man.
They say he’ll never change.
But they don’t see what I see.
They weren’t there.
I was the one who spent five full days with him—just the two of us.
And during those days, I saw something real: growth.
A shift. A quiet effort.
So, tell me—why shouldn’t I give him a second chance?
