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Let's dive straight in to today's first story. And today's first story does follow with an update.

And it's from Throwaway After who says, my 42 female, best friend 42 female, told my husband 44 male,

I cheated and he's leaving. I'll go right ahead and say the obvious. I deserve this. I'm the villain. It's all my

fault, I know. But my goodness, I can't handle this. I'm posting here in the hopes that someone

has advice on how to win back a betrayed spouse. Back in 2001, yes, 20 years ago, I was young

and dumb and did something horrible. I'd been with my husband,

boyfriend at the time for five years at that point. We grew up in the same hometown, part of the

same friend group as kids and fell in love in high school. We've been together ever since. After

college, however, I got it into my head that my relationship was holding me down and stifling

my self-expression. My best friend Julia agreed with the sentiment. Together we'd go out clubbing,

leaving our boyfriends at home. We wouldn't do anything bad, but there was still a thrill to

knowing that other guys were looking at us. Well, as they say, never play with fire. The more

we partied, the more Julia wanted to cheat.

Eventually she started making out with other guys at clubs and I'm ashamed to say that for a few

nights I did the same, dancing with guys and kissing them. I put a stop to this after a few such

incidents. I felt disgusted with myself, with her, with these strangers I was

kissing, and most of all I felt horrible about cheating on the love of my life. I told her

that I couldn't hang out with her anymore if she was going to continue her cheating ways. She understood

and she put a stop to it as well. Of course all my moral indignation didn't give me the courage

to actually fess up to what I did so we kept it our secret skip

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