
A good friend of mine recently broke up with her live-in boyfriend of three years. Though it was her decision to end things, it was still a difficult choice to make; she still really cares about him. All her friends have been there for her and she's done a great job moving on.
Weigh in and tell us if you forgive or not forgive this
True Confession.
"I would do anything to have one more night with the ex — man, he rocked my world like nobody else, not even my husband! Can I be forgiven for thinking about him even though I've moved on?"
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"My ex is trying to get back together with me.

My husband and I have been trying to have a baby for just under three years now. It's been a difficult process to say the very least. The worst of it came about nine months ago when I had a miscarriage at 14 weeks.

I love going out dancing with my girlfriends. I’ve been in a happy relationship for over year so it's not about meeting guys, it's just about having fun. Naturally though, guys come up and start to dance with us, usually for a few minutes or so we box them out so to speak.

I'm a 29 year old, very happily married woman. We've been married for 7 years and just bought our dream home together. The other night my husband's cousin's husband was over at our house for a party.

I had a close friend for 4 years, who I lived with for two of those four. A year ago I moved across the country but we stayed in close contact. I promised her I would fly out to see her on Halloween.

I met this guy a few months ago -- he seemed pretty cool and we had a great time together, but things ended up going south pretty soon after we met. He was very aggressive and persistent, and while I was incredibly flattered at first, it started to become extremely
overbearing and tiresome. I began to distance myself but he continued to call me, text me and e-mail me.

My boyfriend and I were in a very serious relationship for about a year-
we were best friends and completely in love. However, he is a workaholic, so eventually it reached the point where I felt neglected when he would have to "pencil me in" to his schedule a week in advance just to see him. I basically told him that I wanted to be more of a priority in his life (not in 5th place behind your job etc) or we needed to break up -- so we broke up.

I just moved into a new city, alone, without a job and without any of my girlfriends, to start a new life after a bad breakup. I was having a really hard time getting a job and as hesitant as I was to ask for help, I gave in and let my mother's best friend pull some strings to get me an interview with her company.
The night before my interview, my neighbor invited me out with a bunch of his buddies.