Worst Day of My Life
I was 22 years and had been married for a little over a year. At the time I was driving a truck for living. I came home early in the morning after being gone a week. I didn't think much of it when I saw my brother's truck in my drive way, I figured he may have gone out partying the night before and crashed at my place like he had done many times before.
I entered the house expecting someone to greet me. After not seeing anyone, I headed to my bedroom. He must have heard me as I entered the house. My brother was in the process of putting his pants on, while my wife as sleeping in the bed.
My life changed at that instant. I realized how much a fool this girl had made of me. That was 1992, and I have been on some type of anti depressant since.