Fasten your seat belts. He!! hath no fury like a woman scorned.
My H did indeed take the ow with him to his friend's wedding. As I sat in the airport yesterday waiting for my H's plane to arrive I kept hoping that my fears were just that, and that she would not be there.
When I spotted them, my H sent her on ahead and tried to tell me that it was just some woman who he met on the plane. For a moment, I thought I had made a terrible mistake but eventually I forced him to admit that it was the ow.
So of course I could not miss the opportunity to tell her what a b!t@h I think she is. She tried to run away but couldn't as she had all her bags. I followed her through the airport lashing out every mean thing I could think to say. (And believe me, there were some pretty low blows.) She didn't actually start crying but I'm pretty sure she did as soon as my H and I were gone.
To be honest, I don't feel at all bad and was really happy when I realized that one really personal attack I made appeared to hit her deep. Maybe she was in shock, but, considering she's a Harvard-trained lawyer, I expected a better defense from her.
Instead, all she did was say that my marital problems had nothing to do with her. I replied, "No, you're just fu@@ing my husband. Did you think it was OK to f@*k someone else's husband?"
While this was going on, my H made only one feeble attempt to get me to stop screaming at her. My H later admitted a part of him knew I was going to be at the airport and was glad because this would force a decision from him.
Initially I was just really mad, and I think even though I cried a bit as I drove my H home from the airport I think those were mainly tears of frustration and anger as well. I asked him what it was she offered him that he didn't get from me and he said there's nothing she gives that I don't and that he couldn't stop loving me and that he thinks about me all the time.
I guess it's a measure of my progress, and my H's too, that after about a half hour from the run-in with the ow, I was mostly calmed down and my H acknowledged that my response was justifiable considering the circumstances. I then told him that she deserved everything I said to her as she knew he was married when she got involved with him. I said I hoped bad things happened to her and that I was not a bad person for feeling that way. My H said he didn't think I was a bad person either.
And, in the end, it was me who spent the night at my H's place, not her. He initially didn't want me to, but there was no way I was going to give him the opportunity to be by himself and to call her.
As we left things this morning, my H and I are going to talk on Tuesday. I made it very clear to him that he is out of time and must make a decision. If he wants to be with me he must end things with the ow immediately and move back in with me by the end of the month.
I think that's enough to digest for now. I'll post more later.
