*sigh*
So, I've been talking to a guy from NY for a few weeks. And he's called my house a couple of times. And lately, I've been feeling really guilty about it. So guilty that I've been sad and depressed and just not comfortable in my own skin. So, last night, I finally got up enough guts to tell my husband and he didn't even yell. He just sat there and looked at me. Meanwhile, I bawled my eyes out and was so upset with myself. He ends up asking what we talk about (family and kids). I told him that I was so sorry and that I felt like I wasn't good enough for him or William. He replied with "I'm not going to keep you from having new friends." o.O Wow. I've got the best husband in the world. I explained that I wasn't looking for a relationship with this guy, that we were just talking. So, now I'm waiting for him to pop online so that I can tell him not to call here anymore and that I don't think we can continue talking. I just don't feel right about it. I still feel really shitty about last night and how he must have felt. And I had bad dreams all night. But I'm not the one I should feel sympathy for. My poor husband and child. They deserve much better. Thanks for always being there guys. Even if you don't want to be.