From the author: An article about how to live after betrayal. My light, mirror, tell me, tell me the whole truth, Am I the cutest in the world, the most ruddy and whitest of all? There is no betrayal. Until you suddenly find out about her. Until then, you can think to yourself whatever you want. And blusher, and whiter, and dearer, in general, the only one. But there is no one around: there are no Seduction courses, there are no single women who know all these hooks, passionate looks and appeals, there are no married women who are not averse to having fun with their saucepans, there are no women who have been cheated on by their husbands and take revenge in bed with other married people, in unsuccessful attempts to relieve the undying pain. But the fact has already happened, but for some reason the husband did not leave, and how to live then? It is still impossible to live. There is a new piece of history and it stubbornly stands in honorable first place in the ranking of daily thoughts. Life around us goes on as usual, but sparkles with different colors. Sometimes unimaginably juicy and bright, and sometimes gray and cloudy. It is impossible to forgive betrayal. Treason always stands on the sidelines and watches whether you will survive or not. And I want to throw something heavy at her to make her disappear. Forever. And everything will be the same: flowers, fluffy clouds, summer rain, the eyes of a loved one, laughter... And when you don’t have enough strength, you fall, knock your fists and scream: For what? What is the punishment for? Then understanding comes and then: “Why do I need all this?” Clever phrases are floating around: the test is given according to one’s strength; we grow only in difficulties; this is a new step in your relationship. For a while, you straighten your chest and look into the future, hoping to see yourself there, happy and wise. But nothing emerges from the vague silhouettes. Only eternal pain. And it turns out that you can live with pain. Take the children to the garden, serve dinner to your husband, attend parent-teacher meetings, communicate with friends and only periodically...sigh quietly. Can the native Earth be offended? Is it possible to forgive a person if he went to another country on vacation. And is forgiveness the point? The man looked, touched, ate, was inspired by the beauty and came to his homeland. He wanted to go back. He feels good. And your partner really feels good. He was impressed, unloaded, and tasted it. He got something that will never be in this country. Because that country is new and unusual, with different smells and customs, sunsets and flowers. And He really does not understand your deep experiences. You do not change, like the pictures outside the window on a train. You meet Him, either weighed down with children or overloaded with work, or you have been together for more than a month. You have no time for relationships. And, probably, He could tense up and say: “Be different, be charming, otherwise you are very attracted to the side, at work such beauties click their heels, it’s breathtaking!” And, most likely, you would answer your beloved , so that He would quickly go to them, without turning around. And that’s why He didn’t tell you anything and resolved the issue differently, with less expense. Or maybe not for that reason. Often, circular thoughts such as: “I could have done it differently, go to a psychologist, figure it out.” Or do something else. Give flowers, a dress, a ring at worst.” But this is such a long job. And here it is, without any hassle. And they wait, and they love, and without children, and they sit you on a high chair, and they give you the biggest bowl. Who would refuse this? Only the very enlightened, and perhaps not human. I haven’t met it yet. What women mean by the concept of CHANGE is not clear even to them. This is a mixture of competition with a rival, the collapse of a child’s hope for an island of certainty in this world, fear of a new life without faith in a loved one, sadness about that self, a careless woman from the past who will never be again, the inability to be understood, pain in loneliness and the inevitability of life with all this new baggage. And new questions arise for which there are no answers yet. But I believe that the answers will appear, they will be found if you look for them. If you fall and rise again and again, knowing that millions of women around the world would extend their hand to you and silently look with understanding into your eyes. Know - you are not alone... If you liked the article, like it. Write