I Fucked My Best Friend, and It’s a Total Shitshow

Listen up, this is the most colossal fuck-up of my entire existence—hooking up with my best friend. I’m ashamed to even spit it out, but hell, I think I’ve fallen hard for the bastard. We’re both drowning in guilt over this clusterfuck, knowing damn well our friendship is the real treasure here. Plus, we’ve got families, settled lives, the whole damn package. So, we dragged ourselves to a shrink, desperate to untangle this mess of emotions and figure out how to claw our way out. After a few soul-baring sessions, it hit me like a freight train—I’m fucking in love with him. I want to be with him, to torch my marriage and run. When I spilled this bombshell, buzzing with wild hope, he just stared at me and dropped the hammer: this fling was nothing but a stupid slip-up for him. He’s hell-bent on saving his family, and to do that, we gotta cut all ties. So here I am, my feelings for my husband colder than a corpse, my heart shattered into a million jagged pieces. Back to therapy I go, fuck my life...
#heartbreak #cheating #fuckedup #emotionalwreck