I've been feeling really horrible for a few weeks now and couldn't put my finger on it. Just a few minutes ago, I remembered that he had some pictures of our camping trip from a few years ago on his site (
http://homepage.mac.com/jonwatkin/PhotoAlbum2.html) and I was hoping to download them since I gave him ALL of our photo albums. I just wanted a few momentos.
I had no reason to think that he has changed his homepage since he posted those photos since he hadn't in the 2 years before he left me, but now it's totally different! They're all photos of his new life! His new apartment, obviously decorated by HER. HER cat in his apartment (can't tell if they're living together or not). I am aboslutely DEVASTATED. I just took some xanax and I really hope it kicks in very soon.
I just want to die right now...
I haven't sent this, and I won't, but I just needed to get it out:
J,
I have completely misled you, and I apologize. I made you think that I'm over it and forgive you, but that couldn't be any further from the truth. How could I forgive the one act that I feared the most from the one man who I trusted the most? You know how devastated I was when I father did this to my mother and you seemed so empathetic and understanding. You told me you'd never do that to me and that I was "the one" and you wanted to spend the rest of your life with me. It's good to know that you can produce such utter lies so convincingly. You reeled me in, hook, line and sinker. I was yours, for life.
When you left I was shattered in ways that you'll never know or remotely understand. The wind was knocked out of my life and soul. I was drowning in my own sorrow. The worst part? You didn't seem to give a damn. Starting your new life with your new woman was FAR more important to you. You even guilted me into apartment hunting with you. I helped you find the apartment, and SHE helped you furnish it. Wow. What an ego stroke that must have been for you. Two mommies and lovers fighting for you. Unfortunately, the woman with the questionable character was more attractive to you. Your loss. And mine.
All of my letters and emails that you received with "thank you's" and "no regrets" were all complete bull****. They were what I hoped I could feel. They were wishful thinking. Really, I'm hurt, angry, and crushed. You're just upset that I asked you for some financial assistance in the form of spousal support to help me get back on my feet. The money is all you care about. Not me. Not our past. Not what was supposed to be our future.
Instead, I obsess about all that you've done to me. Cheating on me. Making your mom think I'm nuts for thinking that you cheated on me. Replacing me with such a lowlife so easily. Leaving me dry heaving and dehydrated into shock while you went to your office party to see HER. I can see you have your priorities straight. Thank god you're not a doctor! You've treated me like I'm the nuisance in your life now. Like I'm to blame for ANY obstacle you face with the divorce.
You're an ungrateful, selfish coward and you're definitely a duplicate of your father. Congratulations. I hope your life is as full of joy and love as your dad's is now.
And finally, **** YOU!!!