How do you survive the crushing grief?
Not just the grief of infidelity.
The crushing grief of having forgiven, only to discover it never stopped.
Of having lived honestly, wholeheartedly, with love and integrity while building a family, believing you were walking through life together.
Of having faced life’s biggest challenges… difficult childbirth, raising a child with special needs, watching a parent battle cancer and come back from near death, working hard, sacrificing, loving, trusting… only to discover that through all of it your partner was a serial cheater.
The grief of realizing the life you believed you were living was never fully real.
The grief of having your heart broken, your trust shattered, and your faith in people fundamentally shaken.
The grief of wondering if you will ever know what it feels like to be held, loved, and completely safe with another human being. To trust someone without fear. To rest.
I feel like I’ve lost more than my marriage. I’ve lost my sense of meaning, of safety, of what was real.
For those who have lived through this kind of devastation… how did you survive the crushing grief? How did you find meaning again when it felt like everything you believed in had been taken from you?