The guy is a totally emotionally retarded, immature, irresponsible douche bag
Yes, he is, or else he wouldn't have cheated.
I didn't even email him back. In fact, I blocked him from my email and his number from my phone.
Excellent. I have an aunt who divorced her piece of shit back in 1970. She had to meet him twice while divorcing, and then hasn't seen him since. That's great, and can only be good for your recovery.
I just want to get past this completely.
It's been a year since my DDay, and I'm not past it yet. I'm sure we both still have a ways to go, but we'll get there.
He and his mistress aren't even worth thinking about.
You totally nailed that one. It just takes us a while to get there.
Keep being strong. You deserve a happy life, and you will get there some day.
The best thing about hitting rock bottom is that everything after that looks fucking fabulous!
When I was a kid, my parents always took us on 2-week long car trips in the summer. We would drive all over the place - The Badlands, The Grand Canyon, Garden of the Gods, Continental Divide, Yellowstone... and when we'd get squirrely from the long hours in the car, complaining and whining, "are we there yet?," my father would make us drag out the atlas and trace the miles we had already traveled, highlight the sights we had already visited.
So take a minute, mof2, and measure the miles you've already covered. See how far you have already come. The road ahead is smoother than the road behind you, and you are picking up speed.
This is it. The darkest day. The blackest hour. Chin up, shoulders back. Let's see what we're made of, you and I.
― The Doctor
Its hard not to think of them. We generally spent most of our waking hours thinking of them and putting there needs first for so many years. To me its a habit that I work on daily to break. One day it will be a habit no more.
((mof2)) you will get through this. One day at a time. You are already down the path of healing, sometimes the backlash of pain just makes it hard to see how far we have actually progressed.
"I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel". –Maya Angelou
It's a nearly daily record of one person's journey through hellish pain--and a decision to end it.
I wish you strength, now and in time.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
[This message edited by ruinedandbroken at 6:58 PM, November 15th (Friday)]