I can’t believe I am about to post the following. I know none of you will believe this, because it makes any soap opera seem tame, but this is what has happened in the past 3 days.
I allowed him to spend the night Friday, and I was weak. We used protection, so that isn’t an issue. He told me he was getting up early Saturday to go hunting and then he had to work for a few hours. He comes over for dinner afterwards, and it was this happy family scene from Norman Rockwell. All “Baby” and kisses and “I love you.” He then tells me he has to run an errand and something seems off. So, I do the suspicious wife thing and check his voice mail messages:
“Hi, honey, it’s me. I’ll be at my mom’s, so you can call me at XXX-XXXX. I’ll talk to you soon. I love you.”
I felt like someone had shot me. So being the shy, quiet, type, I called her. I spent the next 45 minutes finding out what a liar he is and so did she. He told her we were seperated and filing for divorce when they started sleeping together. That is so far from the truth. She then asked me what had happened Wednesday night, because he was acting strangely since then. I told her, and I was confused about the phone call. Well, she didn’t work Wednesday night, so it was a set-up. She asked me if he had slept in my bed and I said yes and we’d had sex. She then said, “Well, you should know we had sex twice today. He went hunting came over to see me and we slept together, then went to work and slept with me after that, too.” So he had his Rockwell moment minutes after sleeping with his mistress. The woman he supposedly didn’t love. The one he was never seeing again. Are you with me so far?
This may stun the lot of you, but she seemed like a decent person. Everything I had come to know about her was a lie to keep me blaming her. She was just as devastated as I was. OK, not as much, because I am his wife of 7 years (8 years together), but she kept saying how sick to the stomach she was. She claimed to have told him that if he wanted to go back to his wife, she was fine with that and understood, but then he had to be out of her life for good. At the time, she kept saying she didn’t even want his name on the birth certificate when her baby is born. She told me he told her he was spending so much time with me to iron things out about our child and support. It then hits me. He wanted to “work things out” with me now because the support hearing is coming up and he knows I’ll take him for everything. He actually jerked me and my child around to save some money.
I next call him and ask him how the other woman is. He says, “How should I know?” I tell him I just talked to her and she told me they had sex twice that day. He first denies it and says that’s crazy, the other woman is lying, I can’t possibly believe that. I keep up that I know everything, and finally he admits. Then, with all the arrogance he can muster, he declares, “We’re over!” Then, with all the wit of a 3rd grader on the playground, I declare, “No shit, Sherlock.” (OK, that was embarrassing, but I was too screwed up to come up with something better.) He then hung up on me.
Let the goat-felching begin! That mother fucker has no idea who he married. I may have been Miss Betty Sunshine when we were together, but that was before he tried to fuck with me and my child. He has not experienced misery until he gets what is in store for him. This divorce is now going to be a nightmare. I will drag it out until he has nothing, and I am going to protect my daughter from this sociopath with everything I have. If the other woman takes him back, I hope she makes a shitload of tips, because they’ll need the money. Quit your job? I’ll track you to the new one. Get behind in payments? I’ll have your license taken away. Try to skip out? I’ll have you thrown in jail. You’re life is mine, you bastard.
Some of you may chime in with, “Keep in mind, he is your child’s father.” What kind of father pulls this stunt? He can’t love her if he would mess with her head like this. He went so far as to tell her that daddy is coming home soon, just to perpetuate the lies.
I have no more words. I need to call my lawyer and unleash her. I think I may enjoy this.