posted by susan-oh-susan / february 25 at 11:56 am / uncategorized / 6 comments
He didn’t say anything, or write back, for about ten, fifteen minutes.
Then… ping. A text.
“Susan. You misunderstood.”
And you know what? If it weren’t for the boob shots that followed, I might have believed him. I wanted to believe him.
Maybe if, in that moment, he had said all the right things—any of the right things—maybe I would have… swallowed my pain. My pride. And forgiven him.
I think I might have, you know, because I had loved him for more than twenty years!
“Susan. You’re going to ruin Christmas.”
Do you know what I just realized?
That’s the moment when I stopped loving him.
I didn’t realize it until just now, until I wrote it down.
But that’s when it happened.
He was cheating on me.
He got caught.
I told him I knew.
And I was going to ruin Christmas?
6 comments on Actually, John ruined Christmas:
sugar&spice76: Oh, honey.
mommyshidinginthebathroom3: What a prick. What a giant, giant, giant prick.
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BeautifulThingsEveryday: It’s spam, Susan. Delete it. Or turn on your spam filter.
susan-oh-susan: I still don’t know how. You’ll have to show me the next time you’re over.
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