Happy Independence Day

That phrase has a whole new meaning to me.

This, I believe, was the longest day of my life.  The kids were gone to 4th of July parties.  My husband was somewhere out in the world, I have no idea where.  I was here at home, all by myself, all day... and all night.

I still find it hard to believe he has done this to me.  All the years I've done everything to support him.  Moved all over the world, away from my family and friends for him.  Always put his needs and wants first.  THIS is what happens when you do that.  Lesson learned.

For months now, in therapy, he has made dreamy references to being lonely when he goes to mass, football games, etc.  Turns out she's a practicing Catholic too.  So, he has fantasies that the two of them, both adulterers, will someday go to mass together?  And obviously he misses her during communion or something?  Really?  What a hypocrite.

Maybe he's delusional.  This is a person  he barely knows.  They haven't spent any real time together.  She has two kids herself, is she going to leave her husband?

All of this just boggles my mind.  I know it's all said and done and I need to move on but it's just all so unbelievably  stupid.  My life has been ruined for nothing.  Nothing.  What a prick.

All I can think about is the scene in Sex and the City where Aidan screams at Carrie on the street, "YOU BROKE MY HEART".