Charity Shop

Unbelievable! The home wrecking whore’s mother owns and runs a charity shop that is supposedly for the benefit of underprivileged children. You cannot make this stuff up! The whore, who was complicit in aiding and abetting the cheater grew up around her mother (and father), who for the last forty-five years peddled the necessity of…

You Know What?  You’re Just a Bitch!

Occasionally my daughter and I like to bring up something from the past that Fuckface said or did, particularly something that exposes his idiocy.  It gives us great pleasure, especially if we are feeling salty and need an outlet. Lately our favorite roast has been an incident that happened Christmas Eve 2015.  We (Fuckface not…

Breadwinners and Power, Control, and Entitlement

As a divorcing woman, I can honestly say I am in no position to think about men, –not dating them, not having sex with them, nothing. I’m quite sure it’s projection, but when I see men in public, I roll my eyes when I believe that they think that I’m interested in talking to them….

Rage Day

What the hell does he have to be so angry about?  He cheated.  He knew the rules from day one.  We went to pre-martial counseling.  We took the personality tests and did the harmonious relationship comparisons and everything they had at the time to determine if we would be a successful marriage.  If he feigned…

With Love To My Wife

Back in May when I first started purging the house to get ready to move when the divorce is final, I stacked up all the birthday, Valentine’s Day, anniversary, etc. cards from the cheater that I had accumulated over the years. Most of them start with, “’To the love of my life’, ‘Dear Wife’, and…

What Your Husband Told the Homewrecker

If you are easily embarrassed, you should brace yourself at the thought of what your husband has told his whore, the homewrecker. He has told his whore every little inconsequential detail and mannerism of yours and he does it with a poor pitiful, “look what I had to put up” angle. Nothing that you shared…

Triggering

Tonight my teenager, Charlotte called me because she assumed I would’ve heard her drive up. I did.  She wanted to let me know that she had just remembered the blueberries and strawberries that she had wanted for Sunday and needed to run back to the store before it closed.   The thought to call me came…

Rations

I had a kernel of this thought published before and removed it because I felt like it was whining.  I wouldn’t feel like it was whining if I knew my audience was diverse and wide, but I understand for the most part people who read me or probably people like me, someone who needs to…

Red Flags

Infidelity dialogue usually always includes the topic of missed red flags.   I know I talk about the warnings I missed.  I can’t stop.  I don’t know why.  It has to be part of the recover process.  Why else would I return to the red flags over and over again? Indulgence?  Glutton for punishment? Or, on…

Comeuppance and Scalp Picking

No one gets through a divorce from cheating unscathed, I know this and I have to believe this even when I don’t ever see the damage done to the guilty parties. Supposedly, one day the Cheater will wake up and realize he is broke, alone, drunk, and dying of lung cancer. When the taxman and…

Homewreckers Other Than the One with Your Husband, Part II

Do you remember in my first post, Homewreckers Other Than the One with Your Husband, Part I, , how I mentioned that it is challenging (to say the least) to get along at work and other social functions in the company of a loud and proud homewrecker. Today was another day working with Melinda, the homewrecker who…

Loss, Part II

He wanted me to go through my dead daughter’s apartment like a common pilferer and leave everything I didn’t want for the landlord to sort and discard.  I was numb with grief.  Being numb with grief does not stop people from saying some very offensive things. Much of what is said can be dismissed as…