I don't believe in forgiveness. I don't believe in granting adulterers carte blanche for their misdeeds. I don't believe in giving them any sort of help, let alone listening to their "How? Why? When?" and so on.
I've been called a cunt, an asshole, a heartless, soulless man for not taking back a cheater or forgiving them. They tell me my hate is toxic, but it's not to me, only to those that deserve it. I don't spend my days broiling in hatred, thinking about the shit other people have done to me, over and over, until I'm drowning in self-loathing. I simply enact vengeance with gusto and then I'm done. For all intents and purposes they might as well be dead.
I hope you understand that in the stories that I will write in the future, the ones being written now, there will be no second chances for a cheater, no scenario where they win or crawl back into the good graces of their spouses. Be it man or woman who strays, I like nothing better than seeing them utterly humiliated and crushed.
