The adulterous acts I've committed to my ex haunt me to this day; I was so selfish and absorbed by my temptations/desires/feelings and didn't care to think that I was in relationship that gave me her world. But in lieu, I chewed it up and spat it back at her face. That supreme guilt of doing wrong to others when they deserved none is what really eats me up alive. We've been broken up for some time (will be 5 years this June) and I dwell on it frequently.
I sincerely wish her the best, but I'd be a damned liar if i sat here and told you my actions didn't create an irrepressible feeling of shame and guilt.
Only thing I can tell myself to do now is move on, be better and not let the past dictate how I maneuver in life... and always treat people accordingly.
Mama taught me better than that.
When you screw someone over, you're only fukking up yourself. And don't get it twisted, the cosmos are indeed watching and respond/react to every little thing you do.
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