Good day to all....
My story began not so long ago. I met my future husband a few years ago. I was 20 years old, he was 23. It was love at first sight. We met for a week, he proposed, we got married, we had a daughter. a caring father, he loves me, but very rarely expresses it emotionally. After giving birth, we became less close, the child is small, and I looked, to put it mildly, not in the best way. so to call him, More precisely, this is the best friend of her husband. He often visited us, but apart from hello, how are you, our communication was no different. He worked in another city. It all happened at the beginning of last year, having moved back, he began to visit us quite often. I never looked at him as a man. He is not beautiful, my husband is much more attractive, I never liked the lifestyle our friend (Sasha), how he communicates with girls. And then something inexplicable happened to me. I was in the hospital with the child and it was already the day of discharge and my husband could not come to pick us up, he asked Sasha to come. Sasha drove us home, helped bring the bag, and closing the door, I caught his look on me, which was incomprehensible and strange to me. After that, we rarely saw each other, but I began to look at him like a woman at a man, and not like a friend at a friend. But everything passed quickly and I forgot about it until the next meeting. Summer came and Sasha invited me and my husband to take a walk, we went to a bar, sat and chatted nicely and went to our house at home, the gatherings continued with jam and tea, we chatted, laughed. Husband went to bed, Sasha and I sat in the kitchen and continued to talk We always shared problems with each other, victories for everyone. After talking all night, we finally went to bed. In the morning, my husband went to work. I woke up, my daughter was still sleeping, I went to wake Sasha. and saying that I am a terrible person, Sasha grabbed my leg and threw me onto the bed and hugged me. I’m in shock, because I didn’t expect this, your heart is beating strongly, he said. what are you??
I just want to hug you...

I got up and went to make coffee. Sasha came and we sat down to drink coffee. Sasha came to visit us. And we again found ourselves in embraces ... and this went on for quite a long time for about a month, we hugged and chatted, it was
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without kisses, without intimacy. We joked with him and said that it was very strange. The next month, at the next moment of our hugs, he kissed me ... and probably it all started with that. There was no intimate life with my husband. And Sasha is different he
gentle, affectionate, caring. we couldn’t sleep for a long time, as soon as it came to that, then he couldn’t then me. We felt that we were betraying a loved one, but we were drawn to each other. And it still happened. We were good together and in at the same time, I felt very bad because I was cheating on my husband, that I was betraying him. I was looking for an excuse
that my husband can cheat on me too. There were reasons to think so .... and I just didn’t have enough affection and care from him, and endless conversations on this topic did not give any results .... So 6 months passed. Sasha and I were like schoolchildren in love hiding in the corners. He never said that he loved me. But I felt that he had some feelings for me. He affectionately called me a little girl. We agreed with him that when our obsession ends, we will still communicate. but after he didn’t come to the meeting on my birthday. And for 2 months now he hasn’t been answering calls, letters. We stopped talking. I ask him to simply explain the reason for leaving, why ?? he didn’t explain anything, he just disappeared. I understand that we cannot be together. because I will never destroy a family, a child should have a father. I understand that I acted with my husband like the last woman, that she betrayed him, although he doesn’t know anything, but I’m disgusted by all this. I don’t know why I continue to write to Sasha, because he is everything - still doesn’t answer. It’s so disgusting in my soul, I really want to be healed of this addiction, but I can’t, I constantly think about him, about what happened, I sort through that day before it disappeared, every minute, second, I remember every word , why did he do this ... Everything is aggravated by the fact that I communicate very well with his mother, and of course I’m interested in how Sasha is doing. Sasha stopped communicating with many, went headlong into business. He told her that he was in a relationship. to throw it out of my heart, to get sick, to forget not to write and call into the void ...... Knowing myself, if he came and said everything honestly, I would not call, write to him and we just quietly dispersed, time would pass and we would become communicate as before when they were just friends, and without saying or explaining anything .... it's a shame that a person did so.
Sorry for the confusion of the text, it’s just that my head is really messy, it seems to me that my mind has gone to a psychiatric hospital