I read this and followed you, Slevin. Poignant and heartfelt and tragic. Where to begin?

As much as I portray myself as the callous cheater, I am not. And neither are you.

But I was not willing to stay celibate and silent. Neither are you. Hence we write.

In some ways, we are more alike than we seem. I cheat, you do not. Yet, we both feel compelled to share our stories.

Let me keep reading...