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Okay, I'll admit it. I’m writing this blog for a childish reason – I simply want to tell on them. I know, I sound like a kindergartener, but my desire for some type of justice in this situation is as great to me as an adult as any childhood injustice was when I was 5. But there are no parents, no teachers, no authorities to whom I can report their bad behavior. So, this blog will have to do. And I’m no angel in this either. I acted crazy and did some things I don’t really recommend to other women who’ve busted their guy a full-fledged affair. (A few crazy things, however, I will highly recommend.) My only excuse is that they were making me nuts; I couldn’t wrap my brain around what I was learning about my marriage versus the marriage I thought I was living. So…I went to Crazy Town a few times along the way.
Messages from the Other Woman
First thing's first.
Read previous posts from the bottom for chronological order.
There ain't nothing like a woman scorned.
Okay, I'll admit it. I’m writing this blog for a childish reason – I simply want to tell on them. I know, I sound like a kindergartener, but my desire for some type of justice in this situation is as great to me as an adult as any childhood injustice was when I was 5. But there are no parents, no teachers, no authorities to whom I can report their bad behavior. So, this blog will have to do. And I’m no angel in this either. I acted crazy and did some things I don’t really recommend to other women who’ve busted their guy a full-fledged affair. (A few crazy things, however, I will highly recommend.) My only excuse is that they were making me nuts; I couldn’t wrap my brain around what I was learning about my marriage versus the marriage I thought I was living. So…I went to Crazy Town a few times along the way.
Disclaimers
All names have been changed to protect my son, although "her" name was changed just every so slightly...
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