Honestly I Don't Hate...I am not a hateful person at all, but at least now I can share my story and get it off my chest. The liars I am referring to in my story are my husband of 13 years and my best friend of 17 years. 4 yrs ago at one of my New Year parties, they slept together, in March of 2004 she told me that she was pregnant, I was there at the birth of my little pride and joy Eric. Eric has been calling me Mommy since he was able to talk, he still does to this day, but it was not until July 2007 I found out the truth. The truth is that Eric is my husbands son. I thought I was going to die...I wanted to, here I have given him everything, and 3 beautiful children, and he had to hurt me like that.
I have been taking a lot of heat over the situation because I chose to stay with my husband and work it out, I do love him, I couldn't change what happened, and Eric is still my son, but the pain of what he did, is a lot to bear. I have to look at my son Eric every day and know what they did to me it is heartbreaking. His whole family knew, my whole family knew, I was just too stupid to figure it out, or too naive to think he would do this to me. It is bad when everyone around you knows what is going on in your life and you don't. I guess that is what I get for being the person that I am, too trusting.
See this will be the 2nd time in my life where I was lied to by everyone around me. In 2000 my mom divorced my dad after 27 years, and one night while she was drunk she told me that she had a secret to tell me, that secret was that I was not my dads daughter. She said I don't know who your father is. I was floored, I had never been hurt so bad in my life, until last year that is, it devestated my life, I felt like I did not belong anywhere.
See what lying does to people it hurts them. I feel so sorry for everyone out there who has been hurt by someone's lies because sometimes the pain does not ever go away.