Nathan Pickering Massachusetts Massachusetts

A picture is worth a thousand words. Funny how it is always the ugly ones they leave us for! I was on annual training orders back in August, 2013. While I was away the Mrs (who oh by the way, swore she wasn’t the cheating type) decided it was time to play. I found out everything thanks to friends she was hanging out with that night who couldn’t keep that kind of secret. || I wasn’t surprised really. We weren’t doing so well after all. But the news did break my heart. I guess she had thought I was up to something? Well it’s always the cheaters who accuse first. || They hooked up in the apartment I worked 80/hrs a week to pay for (she didn’t work, I gave her my word she wouldn’t need to). They probably did it in our bed. When I returned from training, I figured I would see for myself or let her come clean. Low and behold, she made a picture of them together as her background and placed it above her head on a window sill where I could clearly s

A picture is worth a thousand words. Funny how it is always the ugly ones they leave us for! I was on annual training orders back in August, 2013. While I was away the Mrs (who oh by the way, swore she wasn’t the cheating type) decided it was time to play. I found out everything thanks to friends she was hanging out with that night who couldn’t keep that kind of secret. || I wasn’t surprised really. We weren’t doing so well after all. But the news did break my heart. I guess she had thought I was up to something? Well it’s always the cheaters who accuse first. || They hooked up in the apartment I worked 80/hrs a week to pay for (she didn’t work, I gave her my word she wouldn’t need to). They probably did it in our bed. When I returned from training, I figured I would see for myself or let her come clean. Low and behold, she made a picture of them together as her background and placed it above her head on a window sill where I could clearly see it. She was obviously trying to get rid of me. I played it cool. Poker face on! I asked who he was/if she was happy. She thanked me for being so”cool” about it. I was NOT cool. || She stayed with her folks while I went home. We talked on the phone later when I tried to forgive her. She did NOT like that I was trying to forgive her. It was the worst thing I could do. She wouldn’t let me/accept my forgiveness. And so I was free. || As for ^^^this guy^^^ I feel awfully sorry for him. He did me a HUGE favor after all. During my marriage I was on the wrong end of a highly abusive relationship (yes guys, it happens to us). My ire with him lies in the fact that our two year old son calls him Dad and I am being treated like I’ve been replaced. This is homewrecking manifest! Now he’s expecting his first child and I’m sure he will suffer the same way I did. Poor guy. He has no idea what he’s getting himself into! I almost feel bad for him. Almost. || As for me, yeah I still feel the hurt. Obviously. To date she was the love of my life. She hurt me down to my soul. There was just no grey area; when she was sweet, nobody was sweeter. But when she was upset, she was just mean and awful. || But I get to do a lot of things I was not allowed to before. I survived my marriage. We both did, really. There’s no bully in my daily life now. I’m in school and doing well. I’m going to make something of myself with her words of”you’re not good enough” stuck in my head as motivation. She will have lost out by the time I’m bossed out and surely by that time a slave will never return to his master. Thank you Nathan Pickering. She’s your problem now, and you are a homewrecking ogre.

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