If what I'm doing is the right thing or not. I do know how I feel. And I know regardless of the situation, I'm not putting up with that shit anymore. It wasn't right before. She made the wrong choice and I let her get away with it and suffered in the process. And it certainly wouldn't be right now.
I throw down the gauntlet - but I know exactly what her answer is going to be. And so I've made mine. There is practically zero doubt in my mind of what her decision will be and so I know what this means. I was never, ever, ever going to be able to accept that bullshit and deal with it. I couldn't then and won't now.
In the end, I guess it will never matter. I tried. Her way was never going to work - and she made the choices that led us to this point. And every day I think I resent even more the choices she made and in doing so - what it ended up doing to us. There were other things to be done before doing what she did. I don't care if she had to have an "intervention". Or even thereafter - after the cheating.
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