VIDEO: COLLEAGUES CAUGHT HAVING S*X AT THE OFFICE

VIDEO: COLLEAGUES CAUGHT HAVING S*X AT THE OFFICE

Facebook Has the Worst Timing

Facebook has the worst timing.

A few days ago, I did something I never thought I could do. After months of anger, sleepless nights, and carrying a weight that felt too heavy for one person, I forgave my wife for cheating on me with a colleague. Not because it was easy. Not because it stopped hurting. But because I wanted to heal. I wanted my life back.

I thought I was finally turning a corner.

Then today, Facebook decided to remind me of everything I was trying to put behind me.

I came across a video—two colleagues, at their workplace, doing what they shouldn’t have been doing. I didn’t know them. They weren’t my wife. But it didn’t matter. The damage was instant.

Old wounds I thought were starting to close ripped open again.

Now when I look at my wife, I see that video.
And when I think about that video, I see my wife and that man.

My mind keeps stitching the two together, whether I want it to or not. I hate that. I hate how fragile forgiveness feels. I hate how something so small—a few seconds of scrolling—can undo months of emotional work.

Part of me wants a divorce. The thought is loud, tempting, almost comforting in its finality. And yet… I can’t. Not yet. Maybe not ever. Because walking away doesn’t erase what happened, and staying doesn’t mean I’m okay.

So I’m stuck in this awful in-between place—where I’ve forgiven, but I’m not free. Where I love, but I’m hurt. Where healing feels real one moment and impossible the next.

I don’t know what the ending looks like. I just know that today reminded me how close pain always is, how easily it can be triggered, and how forgiveness isn’t a single decision—it’s something you have to choose again and again, even when you’re tired.

Especially when you’re tired.