Friday, April 27, 2018

Short & Sweet

To the girl in orange,

I don't need your life lessons or biblical verses. Instead, give them to the kids in your classes or the players on your team. The example you are setting for high school girls is impeccable. Why don't you tell them the story of how you and the new assistant coach met? Your love blossomed organically and beautifully. 

You can tell him that he was getting ready to propose to his girlfriend and become a step-father to a feisty, special, highly-intelligent and lovable little girl, when that girlfriend's father died and instead of staying with his "family" to help throughout the grieving process, he came to your house. That's very romantic

I have moral standards, a moral compass, and I have incredible people surrounding me. I must be doing something right. If you want to fact check that, call anyone in White House, Tennessee and most of the surrounding areas. There's a good amount of people in Mobile, Alabama and on the Jersey Shore if you want to get really intricate. My reputation is clear, clean, and of sound character. You're mad because I write about my life? Get over it. Or just keep giving me more views and I'll keep cashing out my Google Adsense account - it's a win-win over here. 

You can try to find excuses or justifications for your actions, but there are none. It's obvious that you're trying to do it nonetheless. Go for it! In the meantime, ease up on the posts you've purposefully made public to try to "school" the scorned woman - rephrase that, mourning woman. Because, let's get really technical here. 

YOU WELCOMED MY BOYFRIEND INTO YOUR HOME. YOU WELCOMED HIM INTO YOUR BED. YOU BEGAN A RELATIONSHIP WITH MY BOYFRIEND WHEN HE WAS STILL MY BOYFRIEND. YOU ALLOWED MY BOYFRIEND TO CHEAT ON ME WITHOUT REMORSE. AND YOU KNEW ALL ABOUT ME FROM DAY ONE. 

So, no, I don't need your life lessons. You don't seem to have the best track record of men yourself. At least I admit my mistakes. You admitted to me that all of your ex's had been cheaters but have taken a KNOWN CHEATER into your home WITH YOUR KIDS even after I gave you a very detailed timeline of his double talk and what he was doing with me while away from you. Looks to me that you're the fool, not me. I was tricked, you're just willingly getting played. 

And let me clarify something. I would have never, in a million years, done this to you. I don't care if I set eyes on the most gorgeous, most charismatic, most intelligent, most hilarious, most athletic man (and let's be real, he's not) in the world and he wanted to drop his entire life for me, if that life included a serious relationship (under any circumstances let alone the trauma my family was facing) in addition to a little girl (biological or not), I would have said no thank you and followed your advice. I would have "kept it moving," because that right there shows character not love. It shows the character of you both.

This is 100% his fault, but it's sad that you gave him the opportunity. 

I'd like to be done now. I want to address the actual issues in my life, as in the fact that my family was cut in half. I still don't know exactly what happened to my brother. I'm waiting for my dad to walk through the door. Go take your Bible to church on Sunday and address your own.

One day, you'll see this book on the shelf. And it will have nothing to do with my disdain for you or him or what you two concocted in your head as a love story. Instead it'll be a piece of literature that will empower women to restart through the trials and tribulations that life can throw at them. It'll be a reminder that it's okay to speak up and not hide in the corner crying. It'll be a piece of entertainment that will make readers laugh and cry and not feel alone when their partner has betrayed them. I'm not the wrongdoer here. I'm just the one that won't allow it to be justified, silenced, or smothered in religion as a means to make it right.

Sincerely,

The Woman in Blue
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