BW then 46, XWHNPDPAFTG the destroyer of my entire life. D-Day 1 1999, D-Day 2,3,4,5,6... 2009 thru 2011.
STBXHWPANPDFTG and OW#6 have shacked up together. Today they were at the trailhead of a park we all go to, drinking beers in the lot with their friends after a bike ride as I pulled in with my dog.
OW#6 gave me the most ugly stink-eye as I drove past to park my car. I swear she couldn't have contorted her face into a more ugly shape if she tried. All I could do was say out my open window "Now there's a case of the evil eye, huh."
STBXWHPANPDFTG looked at his feet. The others with them looked away from me, not sure what to do with it all. WTF. I've never said a word to her since she started fucking him, she's just the last in a long line of tramps and means nothing to me. I have been very consistent in never speaking to her. I have had nothing to say, until today.
One of the group is a joint friend who has stayed in touch with me through the S/D process. She left the group and came over to say "Hi" when I parked. My dog jumped out, greeted her, then went over and greeted STBXWHPANPDFTG. He petted her. She went off looking for a stick.
I chatted a bit with my friend. I said "That was really uncalled for. I've never said boo to her." She shrugged and said, yeah, this drama is so lame. I told her I was doing fine and "whatever". I'm over it. I'm moving on with MY life.
I got ready to head in at the trailhead and called my dog. She looked at me for a moment, then came. Didn't look back. Good dog.
I am healing. The look on OW#6's face has been playing in my mind. It really wasn't attractive. He can have her.
[This message edited by heartbroken_kk at 12:42 AM, March 24th (Monday)]
I edit because I always make typos.