Kitten,
I bought your shit, and everything you wanted, for too many years. Don’t kid yourself: I was always aware of how you cheated on me and exactly with whom. I didn’t leave because I didn’t think I could do better than you. I was so very, very wrong. You’re a narcissistic, bi-polar, alcoholic attention whore with HSV2. I took you in when you had two small kids, and raised them as my own. I put up with your first husband and his threats to kill all of us. I played the dutiful hubby, working to provide for you and our family, while you just played me. Your true nature as an absolute piece of shit, although always there, really became clear to me- not when you moved out on me and our child while I was at work, but when you completely abandoned him at a time when he needed you to help with his own problems. I used to think I lost, when you left. I now know that you are the loser- in every possible way. For a long time, I wished the worst for you. I hoped you would suffer for the way you left us. I’ll leave that to karma… Today, I know I wouldn’t help you in the least if you were stranded, alone and in danger- not because I’m bitter, but because you didn’t help our son when he was stranded, alone and in danger and asked for your help. In closing, I reiterate that you are a complete piece of shit. Time away from your psycho bullshit, and a new relationship with a much MUCH better person has given me new eyes when it comes to your kind of fucked up.