Dear Ms. Attention Whore,
It has taken me three weeks to get to the point where I feel I can have my say.
You asked me what I truly thought of you and I told you I thought you were smart. That was not a lie, but I think you are incredibly stupid for someone so intelligent.
You hide behind whatever anger you have boiling inside and project it onto those you have wronged. YOU can't possibly be responsible for anything, can you? That would be admitting guilt and to admit guilt would be to fail.
You knew it was wrong to pursue a married man and yet you did it without conviction. Don't tell me you struggled, because obviously you didn't struggle hard enough. You admittedly seduced him, knowing full well he was at a fragile spot in his life and wouldn't say no. You forgot that you yourself were cheating on someone you claim to love. How on earth do you live with yourself.
You turned me into the bad guy, because that's the only way you can deal with your guilt. You didn't make any effort to change things, despite the fact that you tell yourself that. You KNEW what you were doing and that speaks volumes.
You are a classic attention whore, wanting men to lavish you with praise and lascivious leers to make you feel better. Whatever fucked up existence you have led up until this point in your life is not my problem. Why you feel the need to chase unavailable men is beyond my scope of understanding. You have what seems to be a very nice man in your life....so he is two hours away. Get a backbone and endure the long distance relationship. You will never be a strong woman if turning to other men fills that absence inside you.
For awhile I let you convince me I was an evil, rotten wife. I despaired that perhaps I didn't deserve a godamned thing and that maybe you were right. But I have had time to really think about it and I know this to not be true.
The fact is you don't know a thing about me. What you think you know was told to you through hurting eyes and you took that all in with glee. You never bothered to talk to me....that would've been too easy for you. Instead you lashed out at me, trying to convince him that I was not good enough for him. Luckily he is not one to listen to others.
I don't hate you and I never will. I feel sorry for you. That faith you lost so long ago should maybe be found again because you will eventually be swallowed alive by all the hate and grief you allow to consume you.
My husband means the world to me. Marriages are not perfect, people fall....but if they are strong enough and if they love each other enough, they make it work. You should realize by now that he loves me, always will and I love him. No amount of criticism from you will change that.
I pray that you depart from our lives and find whatever it is you are looking for. I hope that you and your boyfriend find whatever happiness you need to grow as a person.
I am on my way to healing and I only hope that you will too, someday.
Signed,
The Wife
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