The letter I’ll never send

To the other woman:

You probably will never see this, or care if you do but I need to write this to get things out. I don’t need to validate myself or life to you, that’s not what this is. My marriage was cracking when he meet you. You were an escape from his unhappy life. You were fun and gave him the attention he seeked. Our marriage broke. We fought that’s not a secret he told you all about that. He told we weren’t having sex, that’s not true, not as much as we did prior to having our daughter. Remember last year when he’d come home after being with you with. Right he came home to me and slept in our bed and held me at night. He’d text me and tell me how much he loved me, I’m sure even during the times he was with you. Did I suspect something was going on, yes I did. I didn’t want to believe it. How could someone I love be so selfish and so hurtful. How could he break a commitment he made. As for you, you knew he was married, you knew he had a family. You didn’t care. You were selfish. He was nice, he listened and gave you the attention you seeked. He came home to every night and I’m sure that killed you. I’m sure that it hurt knowing you’d never be more than a park and ride fuck in the back seat.

I know your intentions are only to hurt me as I did something wrong to you. As if you are the victim in this whole fucked up situation. Your willingness to fuck a married man says a lot about your character. Your feelings are irrelevant. You have pieces of stories and pieces of truths.he lied to you just as much as he lied to me. If you want to believe his lies good for you. If believing his lies helps justify your behavior then so be it. Last time you contacted me you said he laid in your bed and fed shit in your ear. Honey he fed you trash bc that’s what you are. I hope when you look in the mirror everyday you are able to live with yourself know thing that you were just a back seat fuck and nothing more.