<BR>Hi again sweetpea, I was face to face with OW a few times and knew her phone # andwe=here she worked. I would HAVE KILLED HER and my H if I was not pregnant at the time. OR at least I would have been hauled off to jail. My other side of being a christian!!<BR>My H ot a STD too, and it was not a serious one but he got antibiotics 10 months later and I had a F@#$$'N shot in my butt , just in case he passed it to me.He was hit in the face with reality that day and felt so terrible that he almost did not come home from work(did not feel he deserved me) and he does'nt!!<BR>Pray Hard~ ~ It will get you thru these difficult days. I wake to pray every morning and I start with God save me from being selfish. There are rewards in heaven for the faithful. Not the betrayers. That helps me too.Can this trich be cured with an antibiotic?

Hi,<BR> This "fling" was 13 years ago, and it's taken me this long to get the truth out of H.<BR>I've known about it for that long because of the trich. H even went to the doctor with me (wonder why he wanted to go, huh?), and we both had to have a round of medication to get rid of it.<BR> He kept giving me the old toilet seat excuse for years...and I brought it up a lot of times when we had a fight. Mostly though, I managed to shove it back in my head. I was still reeling from some serious losses (and I guess he was, too), so I was not strong enough to push the issue.<BR> Over the past couple of years, I've come to believe that H developed at least an emotional attachment to another woman we know. He had agreed to never go into her restaurant or anywhere around her unless I was with him.<BR> Last Tuesday, I caught him having lunch at her restaurant. I told him off, closed up shop, packed my bags, and disappeared for a couple of days. I left him a letter of ultimatums.<BR> He finally admitted to cheating one time years ago, but said he couldn't remember anything cuz he was drunk.<BR> Saturday night, I got drunk on my butt. I told him everything I felt. I told him that if drinking would make you forget something like f***ing somebody, I wanted to get that drunk. I asked him why he wouldn't tell me who it was, if he was trying to protect some slut from ME. He said no, that she was dead. I said, "Well, then, if you know she's dead, then you know who she was." He finally told me her name. I don't think I ever met her, but her nephews were in my daycare at the time. One thing about it, she damn sure knew he was married.<BR> And, you know something? I really don't feel married anymore. As far as I'm concerned, my H's committment ended 13 years ago. And, I want a new, romantic, official, and public committment from him by our anniversary next June. Heck, I think I even want a new anniversary!! But, it's going to have to be a public one--so as to let all these town whores know that he is committed to ME!<BR> I guess I'm somewhat irrational right now. I just spent 30 minutes in our town cemetery looking for her grave, even though I'm fighting temptation to do something nasty.

I love you Sweetpea.(Hugs) We are very much alike. I would have wanted to go to the grave too and spit on it or somethin. (PEE?) Ha HA!!! I have learned to be quite comical through all of this. I too want a new anniversary , a new ring, a new wedding (public). H is being on tevery Bet behavior, even when I lovebust. But, I deserve better. I feel like he needs to prove to me that I an worthy of committment and loyalty. I have hatred feelings every day for him, but then he calls me from work or is very sweet and I melt down. Once in awhile I get this compassion for the nasty magot.I wil keep you in prayer. Also, I have responded to your drunkin' Saturday, did you read it? I had one last Saturday too and I called the woman and told her 12 year old daughter thather mom was a whore! She called police and sent me a notice from the magistrate. I told H , I will give hersomething to take me to court over andit won;t be a silly phone call this time. I hve managd ostay away from her home anll week, but very tempted to tke things into my own hands, rather tan trust God. The Bible says he does a better job on people than we do, So, Your lady Slut had her confrontation with the Lord. To me that IS SATISFACTION. Be Happy!!!!!! He took care of her. And quite well, I bet!!!

Sweetpea<BR>I've been thinking about this since yesterday. I love channel's PEE idea. I did that to some of the boxes that H brought home from OW's move!<P>If it was me I would probably go to her grave. I would say out loud what I wanted to. I might even take a bouquet of dead flowers. Who would be hurt? No one. But you might get some closure from it.

Gee, I feel so wicked. I wanna do much worse than pee on her grave. I gotta tell y'all: I get much more elaborate than that!<P>Yeah, I have thought of taking dead flowers to her grave. I was even thinking about spray-painting them black for an extra touch.<BR>It has crossed my mind to accumulate a good supply of doggie poop from my kennel (frozen in plastic bags until I got enough) to deposit on her grave. On top of that, I was thinking about taking a couple of Correctol....<BR> I'm almost scaring myself with my feelings of vindictiveness. I mean, the woman is DEAD, for crying out loud!! Doing this stuff would mean nothing because she wouldn't know a darned thing about it, so why do I think of this stuff???<BR> And, you know, I just hope like hell that her family doesn't have this little fantasy about her being some kind of damn angel. But, I just can't say anything to them because THEY would be the only ones hurt.<BR> Oh, well, maybe I'll get this out of my system soon. I think I'll dig up my yard to landscape and imagine that I'm burying her. I do have a picture of her that a friend of mine scanned from the high school yearbook and sent me. Pretty? She was OK, but she didn't look a damn bit better than me as an 18 year old. I don't know what she looked like as a 38 year old, when she sent me her little "gift".