I know I’m not perfect. I know I’m human. I know you shouldn’t judge others. I also know, (and forgot), that you were perfect…
This is a comment I received on one of my past posts yesterday:
Your son’s response was grown up? Really? What other kinds of “grown up” things are you teaching him? It wasn’t AP’s wife’s fault for anything. It seems like you raised him to believe that as long as you were/are happy, it is/was OK to do hurtful things. Congrats, he’ll probably end up a selfish person just like you. And he met AP’s family? Wow. I wish you hadn’t caught the FB message. Would’ve been better if you were exposed for the kind of person you are. But I guess you got lucky and can continue to be victim and ‘get away’ with this. Also, who are you to say she was a horrible wife? Were you there 24/7?? You know everything that went on in that marriage? Hm, I wonder how much her husband contributed to her being a horrible wife. Did he treat her well, all of the time? LOL calling her a horrible wife….. but look at you. People like you are just….. I don’t even know. Also, no, I am not a betrayed spouse, however I have been affected by the selfishness of people like you and wayward spouses. Hopefully, karma will kick you hard in the butt.
Ummmm. My response? Thats your opinion and you are entitled to it. I however, know the full story and right or wrong it is what happened. And I’m pretty sure you are far from perfect. And I love how your user name leads to nowhere so no one can reply to you. Coward. Careful judging others. You don’t know me or my life or my situation. It’s okay though, I forgive you.
I don’t care to find out who she is or where she is. I just can’t stand people who scream their opinions and then tuck tail and run when it comes to hearing the other side. She is entitled to her opinion but she wasn’t there. She didn’t hear her calling him a fat bastard in public, infront of their kids. She didn’t hear her tell me that he was horrible in bed. She didn’t her her say “you move us into our new house, I’m not lifting a finger because that isn’t a woman’s job” She didn’t hear her tell him to “clean of the table already, we are done eating, slacker” I watched him be abused for a long time while my husband was off doing drugs and trying to be a rockstar. So she can think what she wants. I hope one day this commenter finds love, (REAL love, CRAZY love) in the not so ‘proper’ place and I hope it makes her realize she spoke before realizing she hadn’t worn my shoes.