Bar-Mitzvah was awesome. S13 (G-d bless him) did a great job. I am so proud of him. A real young man. Sang beautifully, spoke beautifully. Spent time with his family.
I am also proud of myself. I was the "act as if" king. My Ws family were all in town. It could have been much more intense, but I kept it light. I made the whole weekend about my S13. I had a chance to strut my stuff a bit too, to let my W and her family of enablers see what kind of person I truly am. I did not give them the satisfaction of seeing the bitter, frightened boy inside. OM did not rear his ugly head once. On the contrary, someone actually approached me, told me that they know about the A, that they support me 100%. The only reason everyone is acting like everything is normal is because everyone is taking their cues from me. When the D happens, I think most of the community is going to shun her. I cannot control their response or reactions, but I think it may be a very sobering consequence for my W because she currently derives a lot of support from the community.
I have still not checked my Ws texting record. I feel so much better off. I have also not looked in her drawers. She has not made any further moves to try to get back into the BR. I went out last night with a friend and I hope to go out again tonight. Trying to GAL. succeeding? Maybe? I feel like the tables are slowly turning and the star inside me is emerging. I am DB'ing!
On another related note, something strange happened. Over the weekend, someone snapped a picture of us together. He posted it to FB. I look really good in the pic, and my W looks - I feel bad saying it, but - ugly and kind of pathetic. I blew up the photo and cropped myself out of it. Then I stared at that picture of my W long and hard, and for the first time in 1.5 years, I feel sorry for my W. It is a transient fleeting feeling every time I look at that photo. I thought of sending it to my sister, and I could not bring myself to do it. W probably saw the photo on FB too. I wonder how she felt when she saw it. I think she will eventually realize that her physical assets will not endure, and that without values and achievements, and with a disrupted family as her legacy, she will not have much left. A real shame. Unfortunately, that is her choice and her tragic mistake.
