When I arrived home I was crying even harder. I needed to go to the post office but I didn't feel like facing anyone, so I just went straight home. I felt empty, heart broken, lost. I felt stupid for allowing myself to fall in love for someone capable of cheating on me. I felt dumb for not realizing sooner that he still had feelings for his ex wife. I laid on my bed, hugged a pillow and allowed myself to cry. I had just been cheated on, I had the right to cry. A lot. But I made a deal with myself. I will only cry today. Tomorrow I'm going to move on and not think about Jack ever again. Today I will allow myself to feel all the feelings, all the hurt and the sorrow, but tomorrow no more. Tomorrow all of this s*** will be behind me. After about two hours of laying down in my bed crying I

