I've been out of work for the past year, living with my parents and dealing with stress and depression due to being bullied on the job. During this time, a man, let's call him John, installed a new heating system in my parents house.
He began flirting with me and I felt amazing, especially since I gained weight and my body confidence was dwindling. I couldn't believe that someone fancied me when I was in the worst shape and state of my life. At first, I didn't know John was married.
But then I noticed his wedding ring and became really confused. I wondered if I'd been wrong and he wasn't flirting with me, but being very polite and kind. John added me on Facebook and we started to talk privately on there. His profile picture was of him and his wife on their wedding day.
They've been together for 12 years but they'd only gotten married in February He didn't even make it to a full year of marriage before he started cheating on her. I opened up to him about my body dysmorphia issues and how many loved ones in my life dealt with substance abuse. He told me he was struggling with the same issues, and wanted to take me on a road trip with him for his work. We didn't do anything with each other that night, not even kiss.
He told me he was married, that he loved his wife, and that he was really sorry we couldn't do anything together. But he continued to flirt with me and soon we found ourselves in an affair. John told me he loves his wife but feels as though they've grown apart.
