Not knowing

Sometimes I agree when people say “ignorance is bliss”. However, it makes me really mad to think about the people that actually knew about me and still decided to sleep with my WP. He won’t tell me who they are, and I will never be sure wether he unfollowed, unfriended them or cut all contact with them. I really don’t know how to just accept that and move on.

I do agree (to some degree), that I don’t want to know because it would make me feel even worse and moving past this would be harder for me, but how do I cope with this crap knowing that someone out there didn’t give a 💩 about WP having a fiancé and a son soon to be born?

I think that all the pain, the resentment and the uncertainty will always haunt me in this awful process. I really don’t know if it will ever go away.