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So today I reached my breaking point and need to yell. Please excuse the language.

Dear Jackhole,

Are you fucking kidding me? Here I am willing to put this whole affair issue aside so we can work on you and then come back to it and you pull this shit? Are you mentally deficient in some way? Have you always been this moronic and I never saw it? I have spent the last few years defending your increasingly erratic and asshole behaviours to our friends, my parents, to myself. And you can’t even give me the courtesy and dignity of just telling me the truth. You, sir, are a class A asshole.

Do you think I enjoyed showing that waitress your fucking girlfriend’s ugly mug and asking if she had been in with you today? She was honest with me and got a great story to tell her buddies after work. And I held my head up high as I walked out. Have fun going back there as I told her why I was asking.

And asking my boss for time off - that was fantastic. I enjoyed watching him look terribly uncomfortable as I fought back tears. That was fun. I wonder if it’ll be as much fun for you when I report your little coworker friendship to your HR office. Probably not.

And STD testing. Really looking forward to that little excursion tomorrow. I know you say “nothing happened,” but come now, Dear, we all know your word is worth about as much as a gold flaked dog turd.

So after you get finished with your little going out tonight - at least I can confirm that because what you don’t know is the person you’re going out with tonight knows the whole story - we are going to talk. And then, if I think you are even worth it, I might think about waiting a week or so to make any decisions. I am generous that way - your head is just too far up your ass to see it.

And now, since you aren't currently hemorrhaging money out to pay for shit for your girlfriend, I finally got around to spending money on a new pair of shoes - don’t these bitch boots look nice on me?

<clapping>

<Standing Ovation!!!>

*bows*

Thank you.

I did warn him he didn't want to lie to me again or gloves would come off. *shrug* Actions meet consequences.

Bravo!

LOVE IT

Nice Job.

Actions meet consequences .... Wh about hurled when I told him after his last break in NC, "You may choose your actions, but I choose the consequences."

Nice new shoes, btw. It's amazing how many different sizes they come in.

On a serious note - I'm sorry for your hurt.

Standing on a chair clapping! I don't think they have any idea how much their actions have destroyed other parts of our lives...even just doing normal tasks. I now have to drive an extra 15 minutes to get to a bookstore? Why? Because at the local store, I was so humiliated when I purchased every book available on surviving an affair, marriage busters, cheating, stages if divorce etc. I got to stand in line with them for 10 minutes and then have a long drawn out discussion on how I didn't want the 'member disscount' Yeah , like I want some marketing analyst going over my purchases and emailing me other 'suggested reading' for my failed marriage or controlling my yahoo banner adds. So humiliating- over a year and haven't been back since.

Stay strong, and keep your head high

[This message edited by MakingMyFuture at 8:55 PM, May 30th (Friday)]

Thanks. I am a little less punchy right now - which is why I am glad he's not home yet. I was a bit dangerous earlier. No tears though. In fact, I kind of feel hard-hearted. He told me who he was and I listened and confirmed.

I love him, but still think he's a selfish prick who needs to be booted off the fence.

MakingMyFuture - I am sorry. Don't be ashamed though. Reclaim the bookstore. I plan on reclaiming all the places they went to eat, with or without him. Head high, shoulders back.

...but come now, Dear, we all know your word is worth about as much as a gold flaked dog turd.

Actually, I believe that the full market value of the dog turd is substantially higher.

So he *thinks* he wants to divorce because "I would be better off without him." Yes, I would, but that's is such a copout. And he got all upset when I told him what divorce entails. Did he think I was going to just do an easy divorce? Fuck that noise, I'm not taking half his debt. Well, at least his ass is off the fence. For now. He has no idea what he wants, I clearly outlined his options and he keeps wavering. Pity for him I am beginning to see that I do.

I'm hurt but already holding onto the idea of FTG.