Today is day seven. It is 7:24PM and I have yet to cry. I’ve felt sadness, yes. I’ve felt hurt and betrayal, of course. But shed a tear for a man who never deserved me in the first place? No way.
Today I am angry. It will seem backwards to most, but I’m more angry at her than I am at him. She slowly, purposefully weaseled her way into a troubled relationship. She hugged a man she barely knew in front of his girlfriend. She entered into an inappropriate relationship with a man she knew was committed to someone else. She asked repeatedly to meet me, to befriend me. And then she made fun of me, laughed at me, played me a fool. And after she had already taken what was mine, she had the nerve to come to my birthday party and act like we were friends. These actions make her a disgusting person, and this is why I’m angry today.
I’m angry because he doesn’t deserve to be with someone like her. She is a homewrecker. A moral-less lost soul. And he is a good man. He’s a good man who made bad choices because he was overwhelmed and insecure. He chose the easy way out. He knew he wasn’t making me happy anymore. He knew I was miserable with him, with our life. And instead of working hard to change our circumstances, to communicate, to fix what he had broken, he chose to run into another woman’s arms. He didn’t have to work to make her happy. She was already satisfied taking what was mine.
So, today I am angry.
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