I never thought Iād walk in on my husband and our nannyābut I did. I was supposed to be out, but something told me to come back early. What I found shattered my world.
Our nanny had been with us for over a year. She wasnāt just helpāshe was family. I trusted her completely, which made the betrayal sting even more. Seeing them together is an image I canāt unsee.
In the days that followed, I was flooded with pain, anger, and questions. My husband and I talkedāreally talkedāfor the first time in a long while. The nanny apologized, full of regret. But trust, once broken, is hard to rebuild.
Iām still processing everything. Healing takes time. I donāt know what the future holds, but Iām learning to face the pain, forgive when Iām ready, and put myself back togetherāone piece at a time.
