Unthinkable but Not Broken
Drama has come home to roost, in a big way, and I am immensely upset. I just want to crawl into a hole and wail my lungs out till there is no more in me. My worst fear has come to be! Myself and DH are now members of a growing subset of adults over the age of 50 with a newly acquired STD. Opening a relationship is-not easy as most would agree now there is this to contend with. Till the day we die we will be on supressive therapy. For me, personally I feel as if I have a whole in my chest; a blank empty space. I don’t want to rail, point fingers, take pot shots or otherwise demean my metamour or people we have had contact with, in the lifestyle. They are some of the most friendly communicative and honest people I have met. I am in such a flap that I really don’t know what to do with myself. This is just another life event to add to my already well notched belt of unplanned pregnancy, miscarriage, chea...