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To the Woman who believes I stole her husband:
First of all, let me start by saying, there is no type of endearment for this kind of letter that even remotely sounds flattering. Second, if I were in your shoes, I’d probably dislike me too. I use the word dislike because hate is too strong to use against anyone, or maybe it’s just not in my personality to hate others. So to continue.... To the Woman who thinks I stole your husband, I didn’t. People like me don’t purposely put themselves in a position to hurt themselves or others. When I met your husband, I didn’t even know he was your husband. Hell, I didn’t even know he was married! I thought he was separated with one child. Maybe that makes me naive for believing him, or stupid for putting up with the lie he told, but I love him. He’s never been anything short of the BEST man in the world to me. He’s loved me unconditionally since day one, and did everything he had to do to make sure we ended up together. I’m sorry that during this process you were lied to, manipulated, and most of all I’m sorry you had your heart broken and world shattered. Had I known any of that was going to happen, I never would have fallen in love with him. However, I didn’t even know you still existed as a part of his life for over 6 months (especially because you were in different states and never saw one another.) How could I have known that you two were still technically married when he spent every single weekend with me for those 6 months, and never once mentioned you?
I’m sorry that he abandoned you or made you feel like you were anything less than important because that’s not true. You are a wonderful mother to his children, and an extremely strong woman for dealing with all of the pain he’s put you through. No one deserves what happened to you, and I hate that I ever got put into that situation in the first place. I don’t hate you, I don’t dislike you, and I don’t think anything bad about you. I only wish that things could have gone differently for you. I wish that he would have ended your marriage before ever getting involved with me, or just been honest with you when he first fell out of love. I’m sorry if you feel like I stole him from you because that was never my intention. I’m just a girl living in the world, who met a wonderful man and fell deeply in love with him.
I’m sorry that you two still argue over petty stuff sometimes because divorce is always difficult. I’m sorry that you have children involved who might be affected by this. I’m sorry that you have to live your life every day knowing he left you for me. Most of all, I’m sorry that you even had to be put through all of this in the first place.
This letter isn’t meant to be sarcastic, smart-assed, or mean. This letter is meant to let you know that I understand how you might feel about me, I understand your pain and suffering, and I understand that our soon to be blended family might not be what you wanted. However, it’s going to happen regardless of anyone’s feelings. So I’m writing this to let you know that I will always be supportive of his relationship with his children. I will always encourage him to be nice to you and get along with you for the sake of everyone (mostly your kids). I will never do anything out of spite to go against you, because that’s not in my nature. I can only promise you that I will always respect your thoughts and feelings as a woman and mother. I will always have his children’s best interest at heart, and I will always be sorry that I’m known as the woman who stole your husband.
I hope that one day our blended family can live in peace and happiness together. I hope that our children (half siblings) will be able to become good friends. And I hope that you know more than anything, none of what happened was your fault.
Sincerely,
The girl who fell in love with him.
I sometimes wonder what being “healthy” feels like. And then it depresses me how I’m starting to forget what not being in constant pain is. I’m traped in a precious thing my parents have given me and I’ve only grown to hate it. How can I love my body if I hurts me? Hurts my parents. Tortures me with random days and hours of being pain free only to punish me the next day. I hate it.
WARNING - LONG POST; • The last few weeks I’ve had a weird shift in perspective. I guess you can say having a sick sibling might’ve sparked it, but I think that I’ve just been growing in ways that I never really expected. • I don’t really talk about it much - the whole sick sibling thing. Because talking about it makes it real. But I guess lately I’ve just been thinking about how much I’ve physically, mentally, and emotionally changed in the last 2 years since my brother got sick. How him getting sick really caused this shift in perspective for me. And I realize that I’ve gotten stronger in every aspect of my life. I’ve found ways to keep my family my priority, while not allowing myself to fall into the back seat. I’ve learned how to manage my emotions, brush away all the negative energy, and I’ve found ways to cope with everything changing around me. Including myself. • I bring this up because these last few months have been really hard for my family and I. In and out of urgent care, the ER, the hospital. Literally just hoping for a break, praying for one good month. Hell, even just one good week. And even though we have yet to gain that, that one good week, I still look at where we are today as something to be grateful for. A few years ago, I don’t know if we would’ve been mentally strong enough for what we’re going through now. But I do know that going through it together has made us stronger. And I know that in time, we’ll get that good week, good month, and hopefully good years to come as long as we keep pushing on together. 💙 • This is just a reminder that you never really know what someone is going through. I don’t wish any of this upon anyone. The not knowing, staying up at night, hoping that everything is okay. On the surface, someone might look strong, steady, like they have everything together. But behind that smile, they could be drowning, barely keeping their head above water, holding onto their last bit of strength. Everyone is fighting a battle that you’re unaware of, so be kind. It’s free. 💕 • • • #reallifeshit #ilovemyfamily #familyovereverything #foe #onedayatatime #mentalhealthmatters #strongerthanyesterday #justkeepfighting https://www.instagram.com/p/Cf9OabNFG9Y/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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