There’s a lot of details from the affair that I still carry around with me. A lot of them my wife knows, and a few of those are known to others. I can only think of one detail which was shared with a friend that I haven’t told my wife.
On of my thoughts with this blog was that I might share some of those details. It’s not a bragging thing because all of the details and memories I’d share would only show what a selfish bastard I’d been. It would simply be an unburdening of the things I can’t or won’t talk to my friends about.
So far I haven’t shared them except for how the affair came to light. But what I’ve come to realize is that I can’t really share what I’d like to. As much as I want to confess various acts, emotions, and events, I can’t do that here either without hurting about half my readers.
I don’t know what the answer is. I’ve thought about putting some of what I write behind a link or in a password protected post. It may be that the best thing for everyone is just to not remember these things that I’ve done to the best of my ability.
I don’t know. That’s one of the things that sucks about this whole situation – you don’t always know what the right thing to do is.