We began our journey in a long distance relationship…
I loved you at a distance, I trusted you at a distance, we spent a couple years apart, seeing each other when we could, we got married, and on that day you left me behind at the airport. I cried all the way back home, and you told me you cried on the plane.
We did what we had to do in order to continue our dream of being together forever as soon as we could. We filled out paperwork, we spent money, we spent weekends together when we could.
Fast forward and you did the same thing with someone else who gave you attention online. You cheated on our relationship, via the internet, another thrill for you. You gave into the attention of another woman online.
Pretty much copy and paste relationship, only difference is when we began our relationship YOU were not married. Fast forward to what YOU have done is called ADULTERY. You craved the attention while you were singing online at night from the truck stops, rest areas, wherever you were stopped for the night.
The goodnight messages became far and fewer than ever before, the phone calls had decreased, the coming home were slower than before, blaming it on being too tired.
At home, when you arrived you had a dirty stench from not taking care of yourself, you would throw your laundry into the wash and spay down the house before hitting the shower, and then you were burried into that damn phone and tablet. I’d ask you what you were doing, reading Reddit. Reading Reddit my ass. We both know what you were doing.
You’d find reasons to leave the house. Why? So you could talk with HER. Fuck you even sent her red roses, just like you did to me.
if you think that I didn’t know what was going on you are totally wrong, the photos of the flowers at the store… Everything you did, you started taking better care of yourself, showering on the road, buying clothes, getting your haircut more often, and buying luggage to pack up your things, all part of your disappearing act.
You took advantage of me spending time at the hospital with my mother, to pack up your car with the most important things you could. You even covered your ass by telling me you were charging the Ring camera as to distract my attention and not get alerts and seeing what you were doing.
I gave you so many OPPORTUNITIES to come clean, and be honest with me, and you lied every single time. I knew her name, I knew her address, and yet every single time I would put you on the spot, and gave you the opportunity to be HONEST you didn’t.
And you want to turn the table on me, and put this on me, I’m sorry but YOU did this. You fell into HER trap of attention she was giving you, when you would normally be spending that time with me.
For once, be honest, and take responsibility.
I cry every day because of the pain the BOTH of you caused me.
YOU did a complete copy and paste into your current relationship despite still being married.
For once, be honest with yourself, your lawyer, your girlfriend and YOUR WIFE.
Accept that YOU are the cause of the PAIN I am experiencing.
You were only thinking about yourself and HER. You NEVER thought about what pain you were causing me.
I stood beside you and encouraged you to do things, and all those things I did, led you to her. How fucking stupid was I to encourage you to sing, to drive truck, etc… Fuck I even fixed your pants the day before you were leaving.
I cried and cried and had an asthma attack that Monday morning, again giving you the chance to be honest, and again, you couldn’t come clean and tell me the truth. I even caught you messaging her from our bed, and you acted like a child getting caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
You brought me happiness, joy, love and now hardship, and a pain I’ll NEVER heal from. Writing this took me hours, and I’ve cried the entire time, taking breaks to wipe away the tears, and loving on Myshka because every time I cry he comes meowing and jumping into my lap.
All I ask is that for once be FUCKING HONEST with yourself, and your lawyer. I’m NOT the guilty one, YOU ARE.
YOU planned your getaway and fulfilled your new lifestyle, but you are still a married man and this is called ADULTERY.
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