Ok, my best friend (BF), who I hadn’t spoken to in 8 months texts me for my birthday. Well, I hadn’t told him about my sitch so I called him. About 8 years ago he had a WW with an affair with his physical therapist. Bf got her a job at the PT office because she was going to go into the field.
Turns out he had a terrible motorcycle accident which crushed his leg. Laid up six months and they still might have to amputate. Lost his job as a airline pilot. Guess who is helping him at home? XW. She fell on some hard times after he literally threw her clothes onto the front yard. She was thick into affair fog and confessed, but she could not give up Om. However, when Bf reported PT to state licensing, PT kicked her to the curb. They are not reconciling as Xw still shows no remorse, but my BF says a lot of his bitterness towards her has gone.
Bf told me that the strength he has to deal with his current sitch comes from dealing with his divorce. He assures me l will come out a better man but it will be painful. He called it the tunnel of 1000 knives. Says he is happy being alone now.
He also said that WW live in a fantasyland and their plans never come true because it’s based on emotion and not facts. Also said that my pain right now is because I am trying to solve an unsolvable equation, why this happened. And because we keep trying to solve it creates a big black dot on our soul, but as times goes by, we lessen the time trying to solve it and the black dot shrinks, but it never goes away completely.
Oh, and since I am on holiday stbxw called me on Valentine’s Day because our refrigerator broke and she can’t get it fixed herself, because, you know, I have to do everything. So I talked to her a couple minutes and at the the end of the call she told me Happy birthday, which I guess was nice. It made me remember all the great stuff she did for me on Valentine’s Day, and it made me kinda sad.
Ironically, our wives were the best looking women at our 20 year HS reunion, but look we are now.
