Ms. (Insert every name I've referred to you as) now known as The Other Woman,
As the anniversary of that painful, emotional day looms, lend me your eyes for a moment and let me thank you for opening my eyes wide open. For some time I had been walking around with my eyes wide shut. Not paying attention, trying not to notice the clues. I became a pro at wearing a poker face and no longer letting anyone see the lies that he told were visibly shaking me to my core.
See I loved him. Just as you do I am sure. I believed everything he said and I wanted nothing more than to help him be who he once was, just as I am sure you do. The difference between you and I is that I have never hid from you as you did me that fateful day you were caught in my home. I am sure you heard the sound of me throwing up as I rounded the corner to the garage to flee. I am sure you heard the guttural sounds in the back of my throat as the tears started. I am sure you felt satisfaction that your secret was no longer a secret. I used to hate you. Despise you. I am well aware of the fact that you have followed me to various locations and made sure I noticed you. In response to the question you asked as you bumped into me - yes, I know who you are. I knew who you were then. Be proud you are his girlfriend. I was his wife at the time you asked that question. It didn't matter that I was his wife as much as it doesn't matter that you were and are his girlfriend. You weren't the first affair. I am positive you will not be the last. With that knowledge I no longer hate you or despise you. I no longer pity you either. Neither of you warrant my time and this is the last time I'll speak of you.
Although I give no false pretenses regarding my new marriage I am, finally, okay. I am in a stable relationship with an amazing man. He supports me in everything I do. He is emotionally and mentally stable. He is honorable and well respected. More than that, he would never check his wife in to have an emergency surgery and leave the moment she was taken back - and remain unreachable for almost five hours after the surgery was complete. I hope you enjoyed my bed those two nights I was in the hospital as much as I hope you never have anything like that happen. I know without question my husband would never treat me as the husband that never was treated me in those few days. That is exactly who you are with. Who you think hangs the moon.
Karma has a way of biting hard. Patience is amazing in this case and karma is being served. I am thankful the universe is allowing me to see karma served on a silver platter from a safe distance. I feel no ill will towards either of you but I certainly do not feel even the slightest sadness in his recent health issues, or yours, for that matter. I hope you are both able to overcome them - maybe even together so he doesn't leave you alone in the hospital to entertain the other woman or women in his life.
Ms. The Other Woman, I'd like to thank you for that day. For the raw pain it caused. For the wake up call it caused. For the finality it caused. You are not a home wrecker. There was no home to wreck. Just a house of lies and betrayal. Allow me, on this day, to thank you for Giving me the chance to now what love is. What stability is. How a marriage should truly be. Allow me to thank you for opening my eyes and sending me running. I now have an amazing job with a high salary managing millions in property. I have an amazing husband that not only loves me but respects me and our vows. Without that day I would have none of this. Yes, I really am thanking you. I know who you are with. I know who you sleep with. I know what who you wake up with. Although I try not to feel sorry for you it creeps in at times.
My only parting words to you are to question hard what was introduced in court that you have not seen. Ask to see the photos, the screenshots and what he testified to under oath. Question why he stumbled over his words and why he became so irate and embarrassed. Thank you for saving me from all of that. Really, thank you. In some ways I owe you big.
Sincerely,
Always Grateful
