His new girlfriend came into the library. I was sitting with him, getting a signature for a check for the cafe. She came in. His hands started shaking. He got up and stepped away to talk to her. I sat there reeling. Then, I got up and walked away.
He came to my desk with the check. I looked at him and started crying. I have never seen him with another woman, despite the knowledge of the varied "OW". To see him standing there with her, not me, it added a new and greater layer of pain.
It took me several minutes to get myself together. He sat on the end of my desk and dabbed at the tears in the corners of his eyes.
When I could speak, I said: "It's disrespectful to me for her to be coming in here."
H: I didn't know she was coming. I would never do that. I would flaunt that in your face. I wouldn't do that to you.
Me: Regardless, it's very disrespectful for her to come here. This is the place where I work, this is my job. I can't handle that here.
H: I'm sorry.
I sit for another few minutes. Slowly getting myself together.
H: This isn't easy for me. Everybody thinks it's so easy for me and I'm moving on or whatever, but I haven't let go.
Me: It seems like you have. These are your choices.
H: I just can't be with you if I'm going to cheat on you. I just want a thinner woman. I can't be faithful to you at this weight and I don't want to hurt you.
Me: I understand, but it's just disrespectful for her to be here.
And I got up from my desk and went to the restroom until he left.
Now, I am sitting here blinking back tears.
Me: 33, H: 32 M: 12 years T: 13 years No kids D-Day: 7/2009 Separated: 10/12/10 Future Unknown GITS
"There's a fire starting in my heart, reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark." - Adele
