“Are you even remorseful for what you’ve done?” Remorse… deep regret… a painful regret for the things that I’ve done. How else can I show the pain I feel inside for the shit that I’ve done. The shit that I put my husband through again. What more can I do? What more do I have to say? I think about my mistakes everyday… every hour… every minute… I’m reminded by my foolish and selfish acts… My infidelity… my lies… my dishonesty.
I should have been stronger.