i love my husband like a wife should, but i love you like a lover would

[monrose29]

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@farmboy..

i will closed this thread now.. kapoy pod pasabot kong taga-an ta neh og infraction neh mga tawhana isa pa klaro na ka ayo nga na-ay personal nga kalagot neng uban deri and while reading some of the posts unprofessional and unhealthy na ka ayo..... you can create another thread if you want to....lets stop this discussion kay walay padulngan neh... again kong na-ay mo personal nga problema and medyo sensitive respetare lang gamay atong forum kahibaw mo nga lain2x og reaction ang mga tawo deri..... likay lang ta sa mas dakong lalis og basin unsa pay sang putan unya aneh.......

farmboy kong gusta ka e re open neh please pm one of the admin..sila nah bahala mo review aneh...

salamat...

[Jul142009]

The ongoing rants of those who maliciously speak in my behalf, awkwardly in my own thread has moved me to speak again today. Never was the slightest of intention in me to pull together the readers’ pity nor did I plan to justify my enigma when I first posted this thread. I didn’t expect that such apostles could be formed out of this too. Unfortunately, neither of the above was part of the agenda.

Sure enough and as expected, others have seen, if I may quote, the “weakness and cluelessness”, the lustfullness, and the sinner in me. If all these are what you label of me because I readily accepted the fate of my untimely acts due to circumstances beyond my control, I am in total disagreement with you. Despite that, I bow to the strength and wisdom that your faith and religion has taught you. This has perfectly molded you to become what your church has wanted you to become- unforgiving moralists and judgmental. Too bad though you’d definitely fail to qualify for a career in marriage counseling.

By opening this thread, I simply poured my emotions out.

In every complicated relationship lies a deeper truth than just lust, there lies reasons beyond reasons, and many more circumstances.

As I have said and I’ll say it again, once more with feelings, that it’s not easy being here. You may try to insist the hell in me because I have committed adultery but sorry I’m not Lady Gaga, I was not born this way. Everything, I firmly believe, happens for a reason.

This thread has become a baker’s lazy susan, each whirling his cake for the purpose it may serve. Mine is not coated with sugar for I don’t like its taste. Mine is all raw, bare for all eyes to see and bland for all palates to satisfy.