Dear Pond Scum, that MY husband dredged up,
I wanted you to be updated on the disease and destruction that you fortunately have left behind! I think it’s time for an update, don’t you?
Believe it or not, the Ameoba you call your soul mate, has moved on. Believe it or not, you are a regret, something to be apologized for. Big surprise that he has been loving and faithful to ME, HIS WIFE!
Believe it or not, I will never give him credit for faithfulness again!
Believe it or not, Ameoba’s shallow swim with you, continues to haunt Me and My Family.
Actually, and with true distaste, I think of you often. I wonder whose life you are currently consuming the oxygen from?
Consider yourself fortunate to have met me. Consider yourself fortunate as well, that at the time we met, I was incapacitated by sorrow. Trust me, now, three years later, I am a powerful force.
I often wonder if you still consider my “Ameoba” as your soulmate? At this point in our lives, if you still seek him, you may have him, with my blessings. He is after all, a single celled organisim!
You have taught me well. Your legacy lingers, and disrupts my happiness with bitterness. Many would think that by sharing my thoughts with you, that I relinquish my power to you. Many would think that my anger at you should be shared with our “shared” AMEOBA.
Trust me when I state that the two of you deserve one another. Trust me further ,when I admit that although I have malice, I have not an inch of jealousy. Because I have no jealousy, I remain free.
I consider you both equally guilty, equally morally bankrupt, and equally cruel and abusive. I used to have empathy for you. That empathy actually brought my Ameoba back into our marriage. I so regret that emotion! I regret supposedly forgiving the single cell I call a husband.
But I need to send to you, this point! I was, even in my sadness, one of the most dignified and kind people ever to walk into your life. As much as I loathe it now, you were the recipient of my grace. Grace and dignity have calmly held my hands, as I have walked through this experience. I often wonder how much dignity you experience now??
Believe it or not, then or now, I continue to walk with my head held high. I do wonder now, though, if you ever regret your involvement? I will admit that your regret over this affair is merely a curious notion upon my part. I will reveal to you, that my pain continues, expands or shrinks given the day. Now though, I consider the state of my emotions to be a direct result of your actions, and those of the Ameoba, that I once considered my partner.
Husband and I have history. Even the worst history cannot be ignored if those two people are still connected by marriage. History is small consolation to me, but should have been a big red flag to you. We were not divorced or even separated at the time of your mitosis. I admit, I have great pleasure and sorrow in the lies my husband told you to reel you in. I am sorry further for you, as a fellow woman, that you were so gullible that you would believe my loser of a faithless spouse! Most normal humans smell a desperate lie, unless that human lacks basic human likeness. Obviously, we all know that is the truth here.
I sometimes consider thanking you, or my spouse, for this wake up call. My motivation for healing is probably not what you would expect. My expectations, from the beginning have obviously been beyond my Husband”s grasp of knowledge.
At this point in my life, I want to finish raising my kids, enjoy my grandkids, and perhaps, just maybe, meet a partner who actually notices what a “Catch” I actually am.