Yesterday (Friday) was xW's birthday.

I said nothing and did nothing to acknowledge it, other than to remind my S's this morning before they were to see her. See, I have given up trying to be nice towards her -- cordial, yes; nice, no. It gets me nowhere, has only gotten me nowhere. So I don't bother. Not any more. Forgiveness on my part is one thing, but wasting my time and breath in fruitless acts that have always proven to be counterproductive is just not something I relish.

I have pondered how much things have changed. Three years ago I would not have even dreamed of ignoring such a special occasion for xW.

I was told by S8 that OM was going to help his mother celebrate her b'day. Not unexpected at all, but it was the way S8 said it, saying "Of course, Mr. OM was going to show up at his mother's place to help celebrate." As if it was the most natural thing in the world.

That is the only thing that pains me about any of this -- that my own S's are brainwashed into accepting xW's warped perception of reality, where the usurper who helped destroy our family is automatically assumed to belong in this picture at all, as a natural and expected participant.

OM can have the wretched harlot. But the cost to my children's sense of right and wrong is just too much.

I had to vent that.


Me: 49
WAW: 47
S11, S7
Years Married/Together: 17/18
Bomb: 6/15/07
Separation: 7/6/07
D: 4/3/09

Real love is a decision.
Marriage is a commitment.