Well, My H had a pair of shoes that he bought when I was with him while we were out of town one weekend. Later I found out that he ended up spending that very same night with the OW at a golf tournament. We came home for a wonderful weekend (or at least I thought it was), and he had to leave right away for this golf tounament! Every time I saw those shoes it brought back that memory -- and he was with me when he bought them!! Talk about crazy. I told him how it made me feel. He continued to wear them to work around yard. When he took them off in the house, I'd throw them out into the garage.
He also jacket, shirts, pictures, etc. from these golf tournaments -- celebrity golf tounaments. He had to get rid of them. I insisted. There was one really nice windbreaker that he wanted to keep, but it had the logo of the OW's company embroidered on it. He asked if it was okay to keep the jacket if he got the logo off. I said okay. So he spent a couple of hours one Saturday morning with scissors carefully cutting the threads to remove that darn thing. Kinda have to laugh about it now. The thing was that he willingly discarded things that made me feel unhappy.
I can also relate to Orlando. That was the place of their last time together. They had been there for a convention. I still have a hard time thinking about Orlando. We'd been there as a family the year before and had such a wonderful time.
Then, of course, there's the beach community where the skag lives. We've gone there for long weekends and the kid's spring break for 15 years. My kids learned how to ride the bikes there!! It still hurts to think about him going to her house while we were all there having such a good time. Now, I also associate the state where the EA lives with bad memories. It's just all really crazy.
I have even had thoughts of cutting those shoes to pieces and mailing them to her !! I know it sounds like I am a big nut case but I feel I am entitled to feel the things I feel and do whatever necessary to make me feel better!! I still have that picture of "her"...just haven't been able to bring myself to do something with it. H doesn't know I still have it (also saved some of the letters she sent him too).Think at the time I was hanging on to some evidence in case I needed it..then just put it all away and tried to forget about it. The other letters,picture and cards I took great pleasure in putting through the paper shredder (did tell H I did that...he didn't seem to care)!! I almost stuffed all the shreds in an envelpoe and mailed them to "her" but decided not to waste good stamps !! For now I will leave the shoes where they are....buried in the back of the closet. If he ever brings them out to wear again I may decided to do something drastic !! It feels good to be able to joke and laugh about it even when I feel like an idiot!! It feels good to know that so many of you understand and I can tell you anything without you making me feel like I have lost my mind!! THANKS!!!! PAT
The xow rode in MY vehicle. All I could do was throughly clean it.
She was in my house. All I could do was throughly clean it.
I know she was in my bed. All I could do was replace all the bed linens.
I replaced my Hs underwear.
There are two shirts which I will never like but have to accept them as part of the wardrobe. Buttons do "fall" off and threads rot so they will eventually be gone.
The cel phone may/may not be replaced. He's due for an upgrade in 03.
Stuck w the pager because it's provided by the facility.
It's all just stuff. Amazing how just stuff can make us hurt.