Is it better to have loved and cheated? Or to have never gotten married, waited until you found the one and lived happily ever after?
Better yet.
Is it cheating if the other person never finds out?
You may think you're reading something you're not supposed to, but this is a blog- everything written here is intentional, and you shouldn't feel embarrassed to read it if I wasn't embarrassed to write it. This is me, uncensored. Welcome to the crazy.