There is a line from the play and movie My Fair Lady where Rex Harrison asks him self what a fool he was what a dominationg fool to think that Liza the woman he was in love with was the earth and sky. That is what I was when I fell for the lies of another person who had no honerable intentions. He was a user and abuser and I am sure he is that way with his spouse as well. There are opportunists in this life who are takers and who will not care what harm they inflict upon another. You have heard of a wolf in sheep clothing. Be aware. Be very aware. They are weak people who save their own skins and lie to make themselves look great to all. Hurting and destroying others in the mean time. I am the lucky one who was rescued by my spouse from this terrible person. He looking back in hind site had some very dangerous personality traits. He was very jealous, controlling, and manipulative all a very bad combination in being involved with someone in a relationship but at the same time very charming. Very smooth. I was just plain stupid at the time to fall for something so obvious to me now. I remember going to a formal business lunch one day and I introduced him to a good friend of mine. A couple of days later that same friend said what was up with that guy? He almost crushed my hand when I shook his. Stay away from him. Something is not quite right with him.
I heeded his advice and he was right. i found out more about his dangerous personality from others who worked with him and went to church with him and were actually friends of his family.
There are predator people out there who prey on good people and I was one of those naive and good people.
We all find our selves in that same position sometime within a romance. I was the lucky one. I the FWS won the prize. My spouse was a man of integrity. One who would never lie, conive, take advantage of a lady who found herself a little worn with life.
Her are the words to the lyric. I think they apply to the BS who finds himself or herself so hurt and violated by their spouse that they don't know where to turn and yet...in the strange reality of life they know that they still love this person who has betrayed them and they must forgive and keep them in their lives. Thank God for the spouses who have given the FWS in their lives a 2nd chance.
I am a better person today because of the forgiveness my spouse gave to me. Although I was undeserving of it.....it was the turning point in our recovery and our road to a better and more successful marriage.
Bless all of you on this site who have given your spouses a second chance. A new beginning.
I've grown accustomed to her face.
She almost makes the day begin.
I've grown accustomed to the tune that
She whistles night and noon.
Her smiles, her frowns,
Her ups, her downs
Are second nature to me now;
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I was serenely independent and content before we met;
Surely I could always be that way again-
And yet
I've grown accustomed to her look;
Accustomed to her voice;
Accustomed to her face.
[Spoken]
"Marry Freddy." What an infantile idea. What a heartless,
wicked, brainless thing to do. But she'll regret, she'll
regret it. It's doomed before they even take the vow!
[Sung]
I can see her now, Mrs. Freddy Eynsford-Hill
In a wretched little flat above a store.
I can see her now, not a penny in the till,
And a bill collector beating at the door.
She'll try to teach the things I taught her,
And end up selling flowers instead.
Begging for her bread and water,
While her husband has his breakfast in bed.
In a year, or so, when she's prematurely grey,
And the blossom in her cheek has turned to chalk.
She'll come home, and lo, he'll have upped and run away
With a social-climbing heiress from New York.
Poor Eliza. How simply frightful!
How humiliating! How delightful!
How poignant it'll be on that inevitable night
When she hammers on my door in tears and rags.
Miserable and lonely, repentant and contrite.
Will I take her in or hurl her to the walls?
Give her kindness or the treatment she deserves?
Will I take her back or throw the baggage out?
But I'm a most forgiving man;
The sort who never could, ever would,
Take a position and staunchly never budge.
A most forgiving man.
But, I shall never take her back,
If she were even crawling on her knees.
Let her promise to atone;
Let her shiver, let her moan;
I'll slam the door and let the ******-cat freeze!
[Spoken]
"Marry Freddy"-h a!
[Sung]
But I'm so used to hear her say
"Good morning" ev'ry day.
Her joys, her woes,
Her highs, her lows,
Are second nature to me now;
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I'm very grateful she's a woman
And so easy to forget;
Rather like a habit
One can always break-
And yet,
I've grown accustomed to the trace
Of something in the air;
Accustomed to her face.
He forgave her! They were reunited.
Last edited by Texmex; 10/16/05 04:59 PM.
