You make me inadvertently a third person

Because I love you, I told myself that I would take good care of both of them. A few months ago, I went back to my hometown to visit my parents. Then she texted me that she had not divorced her ex-husband. I felt like a complete breakdown, I really hated adulterers and told myself I would never be entangled in this for the rest of my life. She said she still loved me very much, but she had just separated from her husband, and now she is filing for divorce for fear that he will threaten to harm both the family and the children.

Every time I asked for a divorce, my husband beat me. She told me to wait a while for the procedure, my faith was off. I didn’t expect that the type of person I absolutely hated until now would apply to me. I’ve always felt guilty, that I’d interfered in someone else’s family, that I was a despicable adulterer. Since then, every night I keep tossing and turning, unable to sleep, loving you but unable to accept this despicable adultery.

>> Giving up being a third person because I know there is only bitterness

I was almost 35 years old when I felt the bitterness that was indescribable. While I was sick, you were always there to take care of me. Should I give up now or wait for her to finish the divorce proceedings? Writing these lines makes me feel so despicable. Please give advice.

Lam

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