Mistress

The mistress always gets a bad rap. Kind of like Germans during and after WWII-- no matter what, nobody ever sympathizes with them. Social outcasts in a world wrought with moral ambiguity and human injustices. Ironic, actually.

The mistress is treated like the villainous Siren. Using their evil powers to seduce and destroy honest men and women for no reason other than lust and selfishness.

Love isn't as cruel as some would like to believe. Love is completely neutral. It's just...love. There is no explanation, no reason, no justification. It either exists or it doesn't. I can't help it if I fall in love with a single woman or an engaged woman, or a married woman. Love doesn't come with a manual and it certainly doesn't come with a play book.

So sometimes, when people "cheat", it isn't some horrible selfish act by two greedy people. Sometimes, no doubt, it invariably is. But not always. Sometimes the mistress is so blinded by love that nothing else matters. Whether their lover is married or terminally ill, it doesn't matter. Their passion for that person skews their judgment. It is almost as if they go into survival mode. They just NEED them.

I will never apologize for being in love. Never. And whatever I do in the name of love is something that only I can pass judgment on. Because not all mistresses are bad people. Sometimes their biggest crime is loving too much.