I Was The Other Woman
I had been the other woman or #2 for years. Could have been #3 or #4 or hell, even higher. This man cheated at any given opportunity. He felt it was his birthright, and who was I to complain. I didn’t care much about others feelings at that time anyway. He was cheating on her, not me.
This went on for years – the sweet little thing had no idea. I didn’t like her anyway, afterall his ex wife was my best friend.
Then, I blew it.
He left her and began dating me. I actually thought I’d enjoy dating him. I knew he was a cheat, and I didn’t care. It’s best to be with someone that you don’t care about much anyway.
I made an error in this ofcourse, I actually fell for him. Hey, we all get dumb once in awhile.
So here he is, dumped her – she still lives at his house ’cause she’s in the middle of moving out and he’s living with me. Ta Da! I win, right?
… Oh Puhlease …
It’s funny how you can actually take a story like the above and THINK it can end in any good way.
So, a Google Stalking I go – ’cause I just feel something is up.
Sure is – found the missy’s blog and her description of their awesome sex as he is deciding weather he wants to be with her or me. Months of it. Including a post from that very morning. In very good detail I might add. With info from our household only he would know.
All I could do is laugh. Hey, seems to me she’s got more than any right – hell, he cheated on her with me.
Was I mad at her? Him? No, just me. We chose our reality, dating a man you were the 2nd woman with… well, figure it out girls.
What did I do? I printed it out – ALL of it thank goodness for laser printers, went to dinner with him that night. A romantic me and him kinda thing.
After I had asked him a few times, ever so sweetly – you know the drill “do you love ONLY me?”, “you’d never cheat on ME right?”. Ofcourse it’s “No, why the hell would you ask?”, “what you don’t trust me?”, “ofcourse I love only you.”!
Oh the laughter we had over that dinner. Until the bill came. I smiled and said “You’re paying Dear”. He frowned a bit and grabbed the check. I then placed the 1/2 a ream of printout of sex chronicles she wrote for him and smiled ever so sweetly.
His response? “She’s lying.”
Mine? “Oh, goodness – with how much she wrote?”
His response? “Yeah, she’s lying.”
My response? “Oh – poor baby, she must be in need of medication for that”
In the end of it?
Well, in my book she’s got her last word. I think she did just fine. Kudos to you missy – it’s even.
August 29th, 2008 at 6:54 am
Well, I have to say you went into with your eyes wide open. And I’m amazed you can be so cool and calm about it.
What I’m most curious about is: how did you find her blog? I can’t imagine she used real names. What did you search for?
August 29th, 2008 at 11:49 am
@Cardio: Part of the reason was that I DID go in with my eyes wide open. It would seem a little crazy (okay, ALOT crazy) to be shocked huh?
The way I found her was pretty detailed – first, I knew her real name ofcourse. Did a straight lookup on that on Google. What I found was a number of entries, where she worked (her work email address), her AOL email, Yahoo email address, AND her domain email address. Apparently she owned her own.
I went to the domain, but didn’t find anything – just pics. So I Googled EVERYTHING else right down to the IP address that I found in a group posting she had done. Hey, if you are lookin’ it’s all there. You just have to get creative at what you look for.
The thing that did it… she liked her domain name so much she made a Blogger blog with that name in it. So let’s say her domain name was *missy*, I looked up link:http://missy.blogspot.com – and WHALA! There it was, a few years of it. (btw it wasn’t *missy*)
She obviously didn’t know about the “make blog private” OR she wanted it found. Either way, there it was.
A Stalkin’ We Go
(I wasn’t SO calm at the time, but for some reason – it seemed Karma got me, so I just smiled through it and took it like a champ – also, when you are with someone the relationship is between you and them. If it’s broken, it’s the one that agreed to the relationship in my view – not the other – just my own opinion.)
August 29th, 2008 at 12:10 pm
Wow. I am glad you’ve taken that perspective though. Very mature. Sometimes people blame others when they could have prevented their own heartache. Good luck to ya.