"Don't tell your wife," she said, after revealing that our boss had sexually harrassed her (allegedly). With that my husband was given the absolute burden of knowing some very specific information pertaining to our place of employment and becoming concerned about someone he considered a friend.
It was, I'm sure, awful for him.
Given that we had just gone through a year of absolute shit in our marriage and that we were now well on our way to repairing it, the idea of keeping something as serious as this was unfathomable to him. Of course, he told me, knowing (and hoping) that I would help him digest this information.
I was not shocked by it because it confirmed what I had thought of her all along; that she was headed down a path of emotional destruction. I read her blog and realized that our boss was just another poor innocent in her wake, her having moved on from my husband.
I didn't have to think twice about what I was to do.
Her reaction was predictible: "you have no right to do this" and "there is nothing wrong". Nothing wrong with persuing a relationship with your boss or telling someone you think he wants to fuck you. Right.
My mind is blown by how ignorant she is. I honestly thought she was smarter than that. But she isn't. She is nothing more than a small, weak woman who will never know when the line is crossed. At least, not for others.
Not so long ago I told my husband I worried that he would get hurt by her, and he has. He told me that he will endure it and move on, that I have no doubt. But I still want to have my say with her, to finally face off to her and at last, show her how angry I truly am.
At least I know enough not to tell everyone my deepest secrets.
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