Jumping in here . . .

Okay, I need to jump in just a second. I fell in love with my best-friend's boyfriend. Yeah. It sounds awful, but with all the truth inside my Soul, I can honestly say it was unexpected as well as unintentional. My best friend and I parted ways. She was wonderful. She continued to be civil to me, but she was hurt.

Hind sight is 20/20.

Hence the beginning of my bad reputation:

• No, I wasn't a slut. Back then, I don't know what they called it, but it was the same meaning.
• No, I wasn't a boyfriend stealer. Actually, he was as guilty as me. However, as the whole world knows, it doesn't matter what the guy does - it only matters what the girl does. The girl is always the bad guy.
• Yes, I was a virgin when we married. So was he.

Okay, this ranting is over. I'll jump in again as so inspired to do so. =o)