Less obvious, perhaps, is that these are details to shape our opinion, to help us conclude that it takes a specific sort of woman to do such a reckless and terrible thing. Just as Tiger Woods isn't just a golfer, so too is Rielle Hunter not just a former party girl. I've been seeing someone off and on for several months. While I appreciate her fury, I shouldn't be at the receiving end of it. It’s not that I don’t realize that I am proving myself to be the selfish, stupid bastard you said I am. Good thing I haven’t been in a good mood for the last few days. But I think it’s important to hear both sides of the story.
There is a special chemistry to desire, which becomes even more complex when passion becomes love. He's a single dad, I'm not good with kids, so I was really hesitant about anything serious. Also, please die in a fire at your earliest convenience. It’s that I can’t stand lying awake, knowing I’ve made you hate me. Who knows how many broken homes I might have left in my wake? You lied to me, because it’s unlikely I would have fucked you had I known you were already spoken for. The other woman isn’t always some cold-hearted bitch out to steal someone’s man.
Her close circle of friends might know about her affair, but she really cannot let anyone else, such as colleagues or her family, know.
She is alone most of the time and spends it waiting: waiting for her married lover to call, to come meet her, to share some precious time together.
Your own survival is crucial, and if you do happen to fall in love with a married man, there are several hard truths you need to know. The needs of the many (namely, his family) will always outweigh your needs.