As a wise, pseudo-intellectual once said,

"The loneliest people are the kindest. They're not lonely by choice. Be there for them."<br><br><br>User: 11thfallocatebackup<br><br>Post history: 341<br><br><br>Edit: This was posted on r/AmItheAsshole once.<br><br>Amy, the 27 year old.<br><br>I 24 F met my husband 43 M when I was 21. He's married to his high school sweetheart and had 2 kids together. He happened to be my academic supervisor in the university. We had an affair for 3 years and he divorced his wife and married me last year. Amy is his daughter and she's 27 and my husband's son is 24. My relationship with Amy is a bit complicated because I'm closer to her in age than to her father. She was angry with her father and me for a long time but eventually she forgave us and said that she moved on and she understands that it's between her parents and it's not my fault. She's been nothing but nice to me. I love her like my own family and honestly I admire her a lot for rising above it.<br><br>Amy invited us to her place for Christmas dinner and after the dinner, she sat me down and said that her 26 year old sister died in a car accident last year (before we met). Her sister was her best friend, partner in crime, her soulmate. She said it destroyed her and she's still recovering. She's been lonely and that's why she's been clingy with me because she feels like she has another sister in me. I'm the only person that she found who knows what she feels like because I'm also very lonely. I was touched by her words and we hugged. From that day on, our bond increased a lot.<br><br>We're both lonely and we found a sister in each other by luck. We're not lonely because of our own choice. Yes, it's true.