I got married when I was very young (21) and almost immediately got pregnant and started a family. I spent my 20s and early 30s raising our kids and woke up one day and I was almost 40. My husband is laser focused on his job and is a good person but not really emotionally or physically available anymore and hasn’t been for some time. This isn’t trying to excuse what I did, but I think people should know the context and the loneliness I felt.
For my 40th birthday in October, my friends and sister took me for a girls weekend in Las Vegas. We got a suite and went to shows and clubs and drank too much. When we were at the pool, a few younger guys were flirting with us. We were joking around, teasing that we must remind them of their mothers, but it was flattering. One of them gave me his number and I took it to be polite. He was way too young for me though.