I’m running on pure emotion tonight.
I’ve never given much thought to the stereotypical “woman scorned”. I feel it now.
Granted I’ve always been emotional, but I haven’t reached this level since my teens. You know, teenage broken heart, writing poetry etc.
When I told my dad and my sister that John ,was cheating on me, I asked that neither of them say they weren’t surprised. They didn’t, but Ellen did say “your marriage was always bad anyway”. That is the same as she “wasn’t surprised”, therefore I shouldn’t be as upset as I am.
When you are betrayed by your brain all your life, everything surprises you. I hung on to him all these 27 years because I thought I loved him. I did love him. I do love him. It doesn’t matter how wrong it is, I do.
God I hate him.
I do believe myself when I say I won’t go back to him.
To be able to give him the adoration his narcissistic ego needs to survive, this woman is either as needy as he is or as broken as I was.
My son, unfortunately, falls into the category of being “unintuitive”. He is sensitive, but things have to be pointed out to him. There is nothing wrong with it as long as the female in his life doesn’t mind either.
When my friend died last week it hit me pretty hard. After visiting her and her family that day I came home and holed up in my room with some wine and my phone. I was feeling a little sorry for myself because Emily and my sister Ellen weren’t there. They are always there for me, but they weren’t physically there and I really could have used them. I told Emily on the phone that I really needed a hug.
I didn’t realize until I heard a text buzz that Tristan was charging his phone in my room. I instinctively looked over and read that it was from Emily. She wrote “go in and give mom a hug, she really needs one”.
Just then, Tristan came in and got his phone. I wondered how long it would take him to come back after reading his texts.
Ten minutes went by when Tristan knocked. He came in and sat in bed with me. He asked me to tell him what happened that day. I told him everything. He held my hand and then gave me a hug.
I hope I’ve always given them what they needed the way they just gave me what I needed.