Two Sistah's One Man

I spent a lot of time fighting for love and acceptance from people that weren’t able to fill me with the love I needed. I felt used, unloved, abandoned and rejected. I was in a really dark place in my life and did not know how to get myself out. I was hiding my broken heart behind pretty clothes and a fake smile. Everyone thought I was okay but no one knew the silent shame and embarrassment that I was going through as an adulterous women. I never came in contact with his wife but I was secretly fighting with my sistah. I was fighting for this one man’s love and affection when his heart already belonged to another woman, his wife; and rightly so, that is exactly where it should have been with her not me.