What a grand, extravagant, outlandish way to tell your all. I wish everyone could be up front and forever honest, is what I put. But look at me staying in a marriage for my children and another individual. It's just fine to live for the moments. I'm worried though what happens when all the moments are added up and I'm 50 years of age looking back on my life. Am I going to be altogether proud of what my life was or became? I read that we became human when we were given the option of choices and had animal innate instincts removed. Now it seems that I human will be forever haunted by the decisions I make.