Jul 10
I've been thinking about our conversations from both today and in March. In March, you described your behavior toward me as
"inconsiderate." After everything you told me today, I still don't think that's an accurate word.
You lied to me. You cheated on me. You denied things when I confronted you. You disappeared, came back when it suited you, and left me questioning myself for years. I spent a long time believing there was something I had done wrong, when the reality was much different than what I was led to believe.
What surprised me most today wasn't what happened. It was how much of what I suspected turned out to be true.
