Nerve! I can even prove to them what kind of gold digging HOMEWRECKER you are. I think you knew this one was coming. It’s only fair right? After Prince Not So Charming read his, I’m sure you have checked back regularly for yours… so here it is. There are so many things I want to say to Vanj Gecana that I don’t know where to start. Have you read that viral blog going round right now about the awesome single mom triathlete and how grateful the mother. Yes! Grabe and I didn’t expect Mike, Ben, Carlos, Eric, Aldrich, Alex, Joshua, Andy, Lui, wow! Sick! YUCK! For money?? Wow! It’s kinda weird that this time a year ago I didn’t know who you were. Whilst I was consumed with the thoughts of the happy future my husband, my baby girl and I would have when he was finally allowed to come home like he wanted to (yes I am sure he told you different, I’m sure he told you it was over but we’ll get to that). I didn’t know who you were at all, but you knew who I was didn’t you? You knew I was his wife, you made sure to block me on facebook so if I ever got wind of you, or if you slipped up in your little affair and posted something… I would find out, I would know about you. Sunday run at Alabang or bike at Nuvali, It took him all of 12 hours to text me about coming home after they were dropped, the first of many… I’ll let your mind decide what was in it, and he kept coming home, in fact I figured out he would go from yours to mine or from mine to yours and yet neither of us knew. Oh wait a second, you knew I was his wife. I’m sure he has lied to you over and over again. Told you I am crazy, and you believe him, I know that because I was you before. So I kept all the evidence for the day you realize how little you trust him and want to see it, again I have been there before. I think my favorite day was the day he took me to lunch; it was a weekend… just to jog your memory you had booked your quick weekend away the night before. Even the lunch wasn’t enough for him, the lunch where he grabbed my hands across the table and made plans with me for our future, how we were going to start putting the puzzle pieces back together and how much we had both already changed in that month, he even came round that night. I wonder if you ever questioned where he was and ever let yourself dare think he was with me. My second favorite time was the day hung I finally found out about kung sino ka. He started to get distant and I had enough. The best viber text I ever received from him was the one when he denied he even knew you. He wasn’t man enough to admit it, even when I showed him my evidence. When I told him it was over and I wanted an annulment, he asked me to reconsider, to question my decision, never once did he tell me it was over, I took the choice away from him. I gave him to you… never forget that. Whilst you were “putting together the foundation of your relationship” I was that huge crack right down the center, and I promise you that never goes away. Like I said, I’ve been there, you are me. It scares me how alike we are. How little our self esteem is. How desperate we are to cling on to someone, even someone that will lie to us, cheat on us and (eventually for you) beat us. It concerns me when I hear you have such bad insecurities and I can’t help but think of myself. I’ve been there, I’ve been in love, I’ve ignored the flaws, hated by the in-laws for being pregnant, and pretended on facebook that I have a picture perfect life. So sometimes I stop hating you and I just feel sorry for you. The world knows I don’t like you, and sometimes I hate you. When you are in my shoes (I give it 5 years) be prepared for how up and down your feelings are, but I hope you are as forgiving as I am, but here’s where I stop understanding you. You see I want to give you the benefit of the doubt, I want to believe you didn’t know about me and just fell in love like I once did, you see I would understand that. But instead you refuse to let me. You are so afraid of your own disgusting acts that you will never look me in the eye. I really don’t understand why; I have forgiven people for a lot worse before (just ask my husband) and all it would take is an apology. I promise one day to stop calling you the HOMEWRECKER… I promise that one day I am going to give you a big hug, you gave me the final key I needed to escape. My life was in tatters, it was controlled and depressing and I looked forward to the apologies after the mistakes and you gave me a fresh horizon, and boy did I take it!
