My final step - Good bye letter

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#1 Dec 7 - 8AM
Sparrow
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My final step - Good bye letter

Dear Michael,

I am writing to you, as an exercise, to "let my pain out" and to find closure, with what has happened to me due to your pursuit for a "different" kind of happiness, as you put it. I spent the first year, after you leaving, basically in denial, shock, in a fog, for the lack of a better term.

The night you informed me that you were interested in "pursuing" another woman, I believed that my life had ended. You were able to leave our marriage, our children, our home, our life, in pursuit of something that you didn't even know for sure would have amounted to anything. I believed in my heart of hearts, that you must truly love this woman, in order to allow so many people to experience so much pain and heartache. Me, and Rachael especially. How you could leave such a wonderful life, was the question on everyone's mind, because we seemed so happy. How you could file for divorce 2weeks later and put a rush on things so it could " be one in 6 months" was beyond me, and again, everyone else in our life. You told me that you had no other choice than to file due to "irreconcilable differences" I said "but that is a lie, we never once had an argument or disagreement" and you said "I know, and I am sorry, but it's the only way to do it in order to have it done in 6 months". I was baffled, confused, grief stricken. I was robbed of any time to mourn, I was robbed of any choices, this was my life too, but I was no longer writing the script, you and your mistress were. It became apparent that I did still have one choice left in my life. And that choice was how I would conduct myself through this sorted affair, through this divorce, through this life changing experience. I chose to handle it with dignity, with grace, and with the strength that one can only find deep down within themselves. I wanted to be an example to my daughter, to my step-daughter, and to my step-son. Afterall, you certainly were not a good example at that point in their lives, and they knew it. I reminded them that you were their Father, and they were to respect you and your choice, whether they believed it was right or wrong, it was your choice and what they need to take away from this is to not judge you for the way you chose to do things, but to learn from it, and see that there is a better route to take for everyone concerned. I am proud of how i handled myself through this whole ordeal, and our kids are proud of me as well. With that intact, it was time for me to embark on my journey to healing.

There were a lot of things that I have learned along the way, about myself, about you, about our families, our friends, about life. Without going into all the details of my journey and the paths that I have chosen along the way, as you know about most of them and the affects that they have had on me as well. I will simply say that there was a time, not too long ago, where I yearned to have my life back, I yearned to have our life back, our family intact. And I found that I actually was given a second opportunity to have it. Imagine that, a dream come true so it seemed. But it was not to be, and the reason why is simple. Because you are not the man that I married, you are a stranger to me now. Nor, am I the woman that you married. Yet, I am not a stranger. I am still the loving, compassion, caring woman that you married almost 16 years ago. I am still carefree, I still wake up every morning with a smile on my face, I still "dance" from the bed to the bathroom to brush my teeth, I still keep my home organized, neat and orderly, I still love to hang out with friends and family, I am still the first to arrive to the party and the last to leave, I still snore like a freight train, and I still like to "buy" myself something new when I am upset. I still am the same person I have always been, yet I am not the woman you married. What I once thought you took away from me, when you left, I realized I never had to begin with. And that was you, and your heart and soul. The woman you were married to believed that we were one, that we were soulmates, that we were meant to be. That woman no longer exists.

You came to me not long ago, with the prospect of a reconciliation. Professing your love for me, professing how you yearned for me, for our life to be as it once was. You just needed time and asked me respectfully for it. This of course was something I always thought I would sell my soul to the devil to have back, but realized that I know longer wanted it. You see, while you were in pursuit of some one you thought you would like to get to know better, I was too, but just didn't know it. I was in pursuit of "myself" and do you know what? I am pretty damn amazing, and do you know what else? Our paths will never cross again, although you said you would hope that it would some day, if we were meant to be. I can assure, that that day will never come, because if we were meant to be, no one, including Annette would have come between us. And the "second chance" would have not been a discussion over the phone, you would have been standing at my doorstep with suitcase in hand, without question, if I was truly where your heart belonged. I deserve the whole heart of a man, not half his heart. I deserve so much more than I ever thought or believed over the years, I deserve complete and utter happiness, not contentment, I deserve the utmost love, respect and regard from the man I love. I deserve EXACTLY what I give to my partner, nothing more, nothing less. I deserve me, and you don't.

With that said, I am on to the new chapter in my life. I look forward to what lies ahead. And like I use to tell everyone, life is for living, so you best get started. I am now taking my own advice. This has been the most amazing journey Michael. One that looked dark, scary, bleak, unpromising, and never ending. It turned out just fine, there was a time that I didn't think I could live without you, now, I can't live without me. And if you weren't so interested in "pursuing" Annette, I would have never "pursued" me. The old saying "everything happens for a reason" stands very true for me, and going forward, I will never question that again.

I loved you, a part of me will always love you. Because if I don't, than I am not being true to myself and it would erase the last 16 years of my life. Wishing you well in life, and hoping that you find the happiness that you are looking for.

With Love and Gratitude,

Susan

Dec 9 - 10AM
spinning
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Almost to the point of Farewell...

Dear Freak Boy: In my Buddhist training I am supposed to look at all beings with the eyes of compassion. Though it’s been exactly 13 months—395 days—since I’ve looked into your vacuous eyes, I must sadly report that I am yet unable to look at you with anything that remotely resembles compassion. The reason? Because I no longer care about you enough to muster it up. Because I save that compassion for myself and the good people on this earth. Because it is impossible for me to have compassion for the devil. And you have shown me that’s who you are, indeed. When you swept into my life you were a hero. A guru. A cheerleader and champion of the underdogs—which at the time included me. You liked my “uniqueness” in the conservative community we shared. You liked my motorcycle. My short hair. The fact that some wondered and gossipped about my sexual preferences because I was a 47-year-old woman living on her own and not all hooked up. You liked my writing and you liked my sensitivity. My openness was sweet, you said, as was my naivete. Refreshing, you called it. You said this to me this early on. Just like you said you “loved me just exactly as I was” early on, too. I felt appreciated and understood at last! In reality, you were copying down the blueprint for my destruction. Little by little you took all those things you said you treasured and pretended that they were your values, too. You stopped carrying your gun everywhere, including into my house where it was not welcome. You traded in your “storm trooper” look for “young college hippie dude;” something a little closer to my style and my tastes. You bought a motorcycle. You even used the exact same sentences, phrases and nicknames I gave things as if it was your language, your thought process. At the time I was flattered by this. You said you, too, wanted to walk the high ground and were comfortable on a spiritual plain. I thought you did these things to demonstrate our “connectedness;” that we were indeed two halves of a whole. Symbiotic twins as you used to say. Now I know you weren’t capable of that much thought or creativity. You simply held up a mirror...and a cheap one at that! How easy...though I shouldn’t be surprised as you are among the laziest people I have ever met. You never followed through on anything, but like a child I continued to believe... Your stealing didn’t stop with my lifestyle and language. You stole from my refrigerator. My bedroom. My bank account. My heart. My trust. My mind. You took and took and took under the guise of your “grand and all encompassing love” and our “pre-ordained connection” but it was really your blatant sense of entitlement that motivated you, nothing more...oh, except maybe your complete lack of respect for any boundaries. The rules applied to everyone except you. There is one thing that you were really good at, however: Torture. A master. A king. Your capacity to torture me was iconic. You used the knowledge of my pacifist nature and my non-judgmental, accepting attitude and waterboarded me. You knew I would accept your out of control sobbing fits; your odd sexual proclivities; your disappearing acts; your self-pity and perpetual “misunderstood-victim-everyone-is-out-to-get-me” mode, your wounded childhood adoption stories; your “I'm-so-lost-no-one-understands-me-except-you” routines. You knew I would never stand by while you harmed yourself. You knew I would risk my own safety and put my hands and arms into the flay to stop you from pounding on your face; from cutting yourself in your disturbing rages. You did that to deflect from the situation at hand. You did that to shock me into submission. You went silent to shock me, too. You disappeared as a shock tactic. How perfectly shocking, not to mention confounding and mind-bending, for you to kiss me goodbye in the evening, say you’ll call me in the morning and we’ll meet for dinner knowing you had no intention of calling or responding to my calls or my frantic attempts to find you, talk to you, ask you what “I did wrong;” to beg you to speak to me. You were a master of this kind of torture. Outstanding. I should send you the gold plaque; the blue ribbon; the grand prize in this category. I had never encountered such behavior, nor had I been treated in such a way ever by someone who “couldn’t live without me.” It was very confusing and painful. You designed it that way, of course. I know this now. Love equalled pain; it was brilliant conditioning. It made the crumbs you’d toss my way feel like a banquet to a starving man. When that torture treatment quit working—I was numb by then—you started raising your fists to me. The holes you punched in the hallway are still there. The marks you left on me are long gone and I know you refrained yourself from taking me out completely—though you came close that fateful October day. I didn’t even care. I wasn’t afraid. I wasn’t anything. I was already gone. I don’t thank you for that as it is ludicrous to be grateful that you didn’t break my jaw. I am, after all, such a scary 5’2,” 125 lb. woman...right? That’s why all 6’ 180 pounds of you had to act that way to get me “under control,” correct? You were a terrorist and terrorism has long been the tool of the weak against the strong, though I wasn’t feeling very strong by then. Freak Boy, aside from being the Grand Master of Torture and Chaos, I have nothing else good to say about you. There is nothing good about anything you did in my life...except lead me here. Here is where I have found the validation you pretended to give me. Here is where I found unconditional love. Here is where I found myself...no longer naive, but finally more whole and wise. I’ve said goodbye to you a thousand times over the years. I’ve forced myself to sever you from my mind and my psyche. An amputation. The pain was searing. You wormed into every single part of my life, and I let you out of the deluded belief that your “grand and all encompassing love” for me was real. That your words had meaning. You were that good! So I suppose that’s another “good thing” I can say about you. You were an outstanding liar and a fabulous actor. Award winning again! I lay the statue at your feet. I bow to your phenomenal prowess in that regard! If you’re curious about the tone of this “farewell” letter, don’t be. The sarcasm you hear is real. The loathing that seeps through these written words is directed solely at you. The disgust and disdain...yep, that’s real too...and all for you. You’re the grand prize winner of all these things. It seems I’m still giving you things. That will stop one day, too. These things--loathing, disdain, apathy, you have earned and deserve. But you’ve yet to earn my compassion. There’s none of that for you. So it is yet again another “lesson” you lay at my feet. This one will be a real challenge...to reach a point where I no longer despise you; a moment when I can look at you and feel nothing but pity...or better yet, feel nothing at all. Yes, Freak Boy, you are the gift that keeps on giving...though not in the way you originally designed. You no longer own my thoughts, my heart, my mind, my psyche. You know nothing about who I am now. And if you did, you’d run away from me so fast it would be funny. And I love that. And for that and that alone, I thank you. Most sincerely, (totally not) spinning. BECAUSE YOU’RE SO F’N NOT WORTH IT!

spinning

Dec 8 - 6PM
jackguy
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letter - short but sweet

Dear C____________, I see now that I was always dealing with a bully and a coward. That, like a new friend of mine has recently said, you were the last bully I would ever accept near me - that's why you stay well clear of me now - the so-called goddess bully is scared shitless of me. I spoke to someone else who knows you yesterday, a friend of mine who you tried to separate me from. Funny, he had worked out without me telling him that you have to surround yourself with vulnerable people with low self-esteem to puff your phony bulls___ self up. he said he thought there would be problems between us because he knew I had more strength and resources than the people you usually pick on. Funny that you have taken me to the point of wanting to die so that I could realise that the voices inside me that hated me so much were the voices of sick fucks like you and the others I've had the misfortune to listen to over the years. I've torn your filth out at the root now - I don't even hate you...I just see how sick the human mind can become and realise what a force for good I am with the mind and heart that I have. The integrity and loyalty and honesty that I have. I loved you and would have taken care of you, been a husband you could trust, someone who would never have cheated on you, never manipulated or undermined you. I may not have provided you with a palace to live in, but the home would have been full of warmth and understanding. That will be with someone else now - or maybe I'll stay single and just be content and at peace with myself. I could wish you well but I know the tragedy within you and wishing makes no difference. I hope your mentality doesn't harm too many other innocents on your way down. Stay the fuck away from me though - I'm a lot tougher than either of us knew. Jackguy
Dec 8 - 1PM
Sparrow
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Blueworld. It is good that

Blueworld. It is good that you wrote a letter. Now, print it our, save it, and when you are through your journey, in approx 1 year, write a new good bye letter, and compare the two afterwards. It is amazing the differences you will find. Good luck and stay strong!
Dec 8 - 1PM (Reply to #18)
blueworld
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i cant wait

i cant wait to get there...ugh two months nc .... still hurts
Dec 8 - 2PM (Reply to #19)
Sparrow
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I know how you feel. It

I know how you feel. It hurts, and it gets harder before it gets easier, trust me. But like I always say, the journey is well worth it. Remember always how he made you feel, and how he is making you feel now. You will find continued strength in that. And don't date! Not yet! It's too soon! :)
Dec 8 - 2PM (Reply to #20)
blueworld
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no dating

i will not attract another brett into my life im not pathetic like him either and jumped into a relationship two weeks after ending our three years.
Dec 8 - 1PM
blueworld
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goodbye letter

WE SHOULD ALL WRITE OUT OUR FEELINGS~~!!! Brett Although you have chosen to abuse me from day one , physically, verbally and emotionally I stood by you with a true heart I never wanted anything from you but to LOVE and cherish me and ALL I am I am AMAZING!! I never asked to be thrown around like a rag doll have my grammar corrected be isolated from my friends or told what I can and cannot do, or have I never deserved to be called a Cunt, Bitch or accused CONSTANTLY of cheating < when in fact by texting other girls and flirting you were> You threatened me of my home, my life, and my SPIRIT I AM A FREE SPIRIT You cannot do what you have done and not pay the consequences. How dare you talked to me like you did You have lied to EVERYONE around you and yourself. What a lonely place that must be Only you , me and GOD knows what you have done to me in these three years behind closed doors. How dare you tell me I BRING IT OUT OF YOU. that you only have done this with me. YOU are the dysfunction YOU I was innocent I had guy friends I had a life I had a shining light that everyone wanted to be in I knew many people and many sources that would have led you to your WILDEST DREAMS I will no longer take any responsibility for these three years I LOVED YOU, the way love is suppose to be. I went through thick and thin with you, I was there for you through every shitty thing that happened in your life that had NOTHING to do with me. DUI Jail You losing jobs left and right Every violent act Paul's murder You killing Issabelle I protected you and tried to show you a better way. I accepted the DARKEST side of you . Things NO ONE but YOU and I know. I was NEVER enough for you. You wanted more and more and more and you went to other woman too to fill the darkness inside your soul. YOU take responsibility for your actions In this last act, I THREW YOU OUT I DO NOT DESERVE HOW YOU TREATED ME EVER Don't ever contact me again, crying, sobbing , begging me for forgiveness for anything. I don't care if it's your mom's dead grandma sister dad or your on your deathbed and want to come clean I should have never came to you when I found out Paul was murdered. You had just choked me days prior I cannot imagine what it feels like now to go back to this dysfunction and watch your mom killing herself everyday with alcohol NO singing, going out, working out or going back to school or new relationship is going to change any of this. You have no more power or control over me and I will not carry this pain , guilt or sorrow with me anymore You dare take everything from me and LIE to my FACE and put your hands on me I put up with you so long because in my heart I believed all the LOVE I was pouring into you, would come back to me the way I deserved from the start. But you are a broken record , stuck on replay in a cycle. All the sick, evil, twisted stuff you have said to me since being sent back pushed me over the edge and I sunk to a low and it was poisoning me After I sent you back to Denver you said "I'm not suppose to be here" my mom is drunk and angry or both all the time Reconnecting with your father, a woman hater and physical abuser To a very mean person. You can bash me in conversation with your family, friends, and RPX all you want, make fun of me, cut me down, and continue to lie to others about everything. It only makes you weak You did steal my cell phone, you did break into my car the night I threw you out. You continued to contact me and say your empty sorry's and promises. I have spent three years entirely devoted to YOU. I have a lot to GIVE I have a TRUE HEART And, I am 100% LOYAL And I have found someone to give that too, that gives me 100% in return. You LOST something you will NEVER find in this lifetime And you have to now suffer the consequences of your actions. Not me. This is me taking my life back, and giving you all the memories you can live with You self destructed this LOVE. YOU I loved you with everything a person can give another human being and you were never worthy of it. I do not love you anymore, you are no longer a part of me or my life ((((((BLUEWORLD)))))) You can only become who you really are, when you no longer believe what others have convinced you to be
Dec 7 - 4PM
EiPuff (not verified)
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Whoa

Nice,Sparrow. Good for you gf.
Dec 8 - 9PM (Reply to #15)
EiPuff (not verified)
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my final goodbye letter

Dave, I struggle with anger over being treated poorly by you and sadness from the realization that you cannot help that you have no feelings and that the reason for this may possibly be from you receiving poor treatment as a child. Either way, I know I can't fix it and I know I don't deserve it. There's always a silver lining and I did get some good things from your presence in my life: you showed me that my marriage was severely troubled - I ignored it and lived in depression for 10 years, gaining weight from seeking solace & fulfillment in food and alcohol, you came along and made me excited about life, sex and made me feel like a woman again - because of you, I joined a gym and lost 70 lbs and felt like that old hottie I used to be! You hurt me SO BADLY that I finally was compelled to seek therapy and educate myself on narcissism - and now may possibly be able to successfully undo some of the damage my narcissist mother did to my self-esteem and mental well-being. I broke NC today and called you to tell you that my Dr called me to say I need more tests because they saw something from my mammogram - it didn't even hurt that you didn't even care and was flip about it and offered to check my boobs out. I can't even be angry - you're a sad, damaged, automaton of a person and you cannot help what you are or how you feel. You are the victim of a disorder and I know you are scared and severely unhappy. You cannot feel love, optimism or joy - your good days are brief and rare. As much as I wished I could not feel the pain of my broken heart, I still would not want to change places with you. My instinct is to stick with you and try to help you, out of sincere compassion - yet I do understand that I must save myself. It's no different than if you got alzheimers and started beating me physically - I'd know you couldn't help yourself but I would have to leave you to save my own life. I will keep you and your family in my prayers - from a distance. I'm going to focus on my life, get my head straight over "mommy dearest", figure out what to do about my homelife, and hopefully one day find a love like what I thought I found with you - but the REAL DEAL, not another phony facade. I'm grateful we met while we were both still married - it prevented me from being with you more than i was able and from investing more of my life into you. As it is, it still was close enough to kick the crap out of my heart. What doesn't kill us makes us stronger and I am walking away NOT as a victim of a narcissist, nor as a survivor - but as a victor because my life will be so much better than it would have been had I not met you. Thanks for the lessons, Ei
Dec 7 - 11AM
nancyh
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Sparrow, Not much to add to

Sparrow, Not much to add to the already many comments below but thank you . . . thank you for your strength, inspiration and your willingess to share with us. There is something I "take away" from each one of your posts. love, nan

Nan

Dec 7 - 11AM
Goldie
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Good job girl!!

I especially love this part: "I deserve the whole heart of a man, not half his heart. I deserve so much more than I ever thought or believed over the years, I deserve complete and utter happiness, not contentment, I deserve the utmost love, respect and regard from the man I love. I deserve EXACTLY what I give to my partner, nothing more, nothing less. I deserve me, and you don't." Beautiful empowering honest, deserving birthright for all of us. We should all read this at least 10 times per day. Thanks for sharing this, Sparrow. Love love love it and your growth and hard work shine through and show!!! God bless you Sparrow, Goldie
Dec 7 - 2PM (Reply to #12)
Sparrow
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Thank you Goldie! Thats a

Thank you Goldie! Thats a very nice compliment! Thank you everyone for your posts! I enjoyed writing both letters and again, recommend it for everyone! :)
Dec 7 - 11AM
spinning
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Wow, Sparrow! You are an

amazing woman! You are such a good person; you walk the walk and take the high road. It is admirable! I wish I was there but sadly still struggle. I still have a great deal of "disdain" for Freak boy. You have inspired me to write my letter...though it will require updating when I reach indifference. Thank you for this amazing post. You are awesome! Most sincerely, (not) spinning. AND VERY UPLIFTED LISTENING TO SPARROW'S SWEET SONG

spinning

Dec 7 - 10AM
Sparrow
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Thanks girls! It felt so

Thanks girls! It felt so great to write those letters, very liberating. I would recommend everyone do it.....I stepped on the scale this morning and was 10 lbs lighter for it! Tee hee......... And yes, as silly as it sounds.......Mike use to get a kick out of me for my morning routine. When we got out of bed each morning, I would break into song on my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and when done, come back into the bedroom and he would finish what ever verse to what ever song I was singing. It's corny, I know, but it was something we use to do, and I still do it.......just no one there to finish, but that's ok, don't need anyone there to finish, I know the lyrics, I can do it myself.....
Dec 7 - 10AM
Lisa87
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Sparrow

Amazing amazing letters, so perfectly expressive of your feelings and how to stick it to them in the nicest way possible without a glimpse of anger! Woohoo....you rock and are an inspiration to us all!! They lost a great person and I hope they suffer this loss. It is wonderful to be in that place where we love ourselves more and realize we deserve more than these disordered freaks can give us!!!! But okay to have love in our hearts for that part of our life when we thought they existed. I too love that you dance to the bathroom to brush your teeth : )))) Hugs, Lisa
Dec 7 - 10AM
Sea
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Sparrow I can see your

Sparrow I can see your beautiful heart, your strength coming alive in the 2 narc letters. You have come so far, at peace with yourself. You are living on your own principles, moral values. You are the best that u can be- nothing beats this!! Your pain will dilute to make space for LOVE! All the best to the sunshine path u choose to embark on!
Dec 7 - 8AM
Used
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sparrow

So HEARTFELT...SO AMAZING.... THEY SAY ,ONE DOES NOT KNOW WHAT THEY HAVE LOST TIL ITS GONE......YOUR EXH IS ONE OF THEM...XXX
Dec 7 - 8AM (Reply to #6)
Sparrow
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Thank you Used.......I

Thank you Used.......I believe that to be the case as well. And the beautiful thing is, he knows it. The sad thing is, no matter how victorious that should make one feel, the knowing that he knows, it's still not real......
Dec 7 - 8AM
Sparrow
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Good bye letter to narc #2

Dear Tom, I met you at a very vulnerable time in my life, but you already knew that. I fell in love with a man that came along and rescued me during my darkest of days, but you already knew that. I held tight to the man that made me feel whole again, but you already knew that. I became someone that I didn't recognize, due to our relationship, but you already knew that too. You knew all of these things long before I did. You knew them long before you even met me. You have been doing this to women for so long, it is second nature to you. The idealization, the devaluing, the discard...........the roller coaster ride that I was on because of you and your twisted ideas of how to obtain joy in your life. I was there for the taking, and boy oh boy, did you take. You set out to destroy me, as the many women before me. But what you didn't expect, is for me to finally wake up, see you for who you really were, see you for what you were, and the most poetic thing of all................you NEVER expected me to benefit from it. See, only you are to benefit from these acts. But the last laugh is on you. I gained so much knowledge, so much strength, so much power from my experience with you. This relationship, although most would find you to be my greatest mistake, was the best thing to have ever happened to me. As painful as it was, how crazy you made me feel, and how horrible my life had become as a result of you, I rose above it all..........because of my relationship with you, I was forced to learn about my previous marriage and the man that I thought I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. If not for this "close encounter of the third kind" yes, that is my term of endearment for you, I would have never made the discoveries that I have that allowed me to release myself from my "real" life, my "real" past, my marriage, and to be able to honestly start my journey to healing. So yes, Tom, instead of destroying me, as you set out to do, you have actually played a large part in the opposite, healing me. Pretty crazy turn of events, huh? I would write more, if you mattered that much. But you don't. The person that you pretended to be isn't real, so you don't exist in my world at all any more, so there wouldn't be anything more to say except to say..............I have read numerous times that I can not win when we go up against a narcissist, or any disordered person for that matter. But guess what, they were wrong.............. I win. So put that in your pipe and smoke it. Sparrow
Dec 7 - 10AM (Reply to #4)
uk lady
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Hi Susan

Hi5 gf. Over, done, moving onwards and upwards. You go girl. Yes, I too have come to appreciate the exP for showing me my way back to ME. Without having had him in my life I would just have continued along the unmerry path totally unaware that I needed to work on myself. I am so happy for you. Everything happens for a reason even if we don't realise that at the time. Much love, Dee x
Dec 7 - 10AM (Reply to #3)
Hunter
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WOW! I love this.. Do you

WOW! I love this.. Do you really dance from the bathroom to bedroom when brushing your teeth?? Teehee.. I'll have to try that!! An amazing post from an amazing woman! Hunter
Dec 7 - 8AM (Reply to #2)
Used
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YEP , YOU HAVE WON!!!!!!

YEP , YOU HAVE WON!!!!!!