Thursday, May 24, 2007

Shattered windows of my soul


The last few weeks have been really difficult because of various things that have sent me spiralling downward again. Simple things that to any ordinary person would not be anything of significance, but to me they mark the destruction of my world.

I would never have thought seeing a television interview with the two Tasmanian miners that were trapped underground last year would affect me.

I would never have thought driving past the airport would affect me.

I would never have thought discussing a holiday with my husband would affect me.

But these small things have all had a great impact on me. Emotionally each of these things has crippled me.

Why?

Because each of them in their own way signify the day I found out about my husbands affair, the day my world came crashing down, the day I merely started to exist instead of live, the day the innocence of my marriage was taken from me, the day I went from being a controlled person with focus to being a confused and emotional living blob of flesh and bone.

The feeling of loneliness seems to sit at the back of my throat once more. The feeling of helplessness sits in the pit of stomach once again. The feeling of confusion clouds my mind. The feeling of numbness leaves my body covered in goosebumps.

It's seems like it happened only yesterday, when every window of my soul was left shattered.

But this time I do not cry.

They say each year gets easier. God I hope it does because this is just like reliving it all over again.

Monday, May 21, 2007

I purchased a book......

another book to add to the hundreds I already have.

This book is just a book filled with inspirational quotes.

One quote has particularly struck me this week.

I don't have to attend every argument I am invited to.

I really do not care how the mistress has gained access to my blog posts.

I really do not care that she has refused to move forward with her life.

I really do not care that she holds so much hatred toward Charlie and I.

I really do not care that she remains bitter and twisted.

I really do not care that she stalks me and pounces on my every word.

She no longer controls me at all. She can continue to hack into my emails. She can continue to stalk me. She can continue to spew forth venomous hatred. She can continue to live her life of bitterness.

I do not have to attend, nor do I have to play her game.

Sunday, May 13, 2007

I don't want to disappoint...so let's spice it up!

I was thinking today about how desperate the mistress must have been to gain access to my blog. I am not sure how she has gained access but there are several possibilities.

1. One of my readers who has an invite is forwarding her the details of my posts. There are 2 readers with direct connection, but I would have thought both of these readers were more moral and ethical than to undertake this despicable act.

2. She has masqueraded as someone else to get an invitation. However, as some of you know, when I have doubted the request I have put you to a test in order to be issued with an invitation, so I doubt this is the case.

3. She has hacked into my blog. Well she has done this before with my blog and also 2 of my email accounts so it is a strong possibility this is indeed how she has gained access.

It must have driven her absolutely crazy not knowing what was written about her whislt she did not have access to this blog. She was so desperate to see what was written about her that she had to underhandedly gain access to my blog. Poor, poor dear.

She must have been on the outside looking in, thinking about all the horrible things that I had written about her.

You can see it, can't you? The little lost animal going stir crazy with frustration, doing anything in its power to gain control of the situation again.

And how disappointed she must have been once she gained access to this blog because 'Froot Loop in my Shoebox" is not all that juicy, and indeed up until this post there was NOTHING written about her.

So let's spice it up a little! Let's give her sick little mind something to read.

Remember this post?

Well here is the full email. (I have changed nothing apart from anything that may identify any parties)

Enjoy!!!


From: Mistress[mailto:mistress@yahoo.com.au]
Sent: Monday, 5 February 2007 7:24 AM
To: Charlie
Subject: White flag

Dear Charlie,

It's against my better judgement to send you this e-mail. I plead with you not to use it against me legally (I will attempt to word this in such a way that I'm not breaching anything), and that it won't become the subject of a blog.

I'm sorry for the times I contacted you by phone, it was stupid of me. I feel that I must send you this note because of the shit that continues in blogland. I have absolutely no wish to maintain any contact with you whatsoever. I promise you that I am over 'us' and that I am looking ahead and moving forward just like you. I actually hope setting things straight here will help your marriage, if you believe what I say that is.

I have never read the Kissmekate blog, and don't intend to in the future as I understand that it continues to be aimed at me at times. I read your blog back in December, and again this morning. I believe (my friend) has been reading both, but tells me very little, until recently when she thought she should warn me of the crap still going on.

Apparently someone called Melrose Place has been causing trouble. I see one of these comments on your blog today. Melrose Place is an in-house joke here at (my unit complex). One of (my friend) friends started it and I think I blogged about it? Anyway, whoever that commenter is, it's no-one from here. (A neighbour) doesn't even know your blog address (she has a new fella, we don't see much of her), and (another neighbour) isn't on-line anymore. None of my friends would be childish enough to cause trouble in this way.

I just read the last comment directed at me on your blog. Well, I guess it was directed at me, unless you have another Mistress...haha! I swear to you Charlie (and anyone else you choose to share this e-mail with), I didn't leave that wedding ring comment. Actually when I first glanced over it, I thought it was Lara joking that you'd had the ring off to see the tanline???

I also received an email a few weeks ago from (an old school friend). You might remember we caught up at my school reunion and she was leaving comments for a bit on my blog. She's a very religious person and works for (charity organisation). Anyway, she found my email address on (a blogger buddy's) blog after my blog disappeared and my home e-mail bounced and she sent me a new year message. Not sure what happened next, but apparently Kissmekate thought that (old school friend) was me, when (school friend) started a blog. (school friend) had no idea of my dramas over the past months, or the blog wars, or who kissmekate was, and she was pretty upset by the whole thing. She sent me another email and I tried to explain as best I could, and urged her to continue the new blog she had started, but I think she decided against it.

It looks from your blog as though things are going really well for you guys. I really am pleased about that Charlie. Honestly. After everything that has happened it would be so sad if your marriage didn't survive this. I think it will, and I think it will be stronger and better. Especially if you will please accept the truth that it's not me commenting and causing trouble. I am out of your lives, and I wish whoever the smart arse anonymous is would stop keeping me in it. My blog is "no more". I keep it in Invitation mode just so that I can keep the good funny stuff I wrote.

About the housewife dating site. I had a call at work from (my old ISP) in December. There was also a profile set up for me using my old, old email address (the kamps one). I didn't know the address was still active, and (my old ISP) asked me to access it online to see if I needed anything out of it before they canned it. It was full of hundreds of spam e-mails and replies from the housewife site. It wasn't me Charlie. Believe what you will.

OK. I'm nearly done here. I did a few stupid things last year. Things that are totally not part of my normal character. I put it down to 2 things...1. In the words of Evanescence "your voice it chased away all the sanity in me", and 2. the anti-depressants do make a person have an "I don't give a damn" attitude at times.

It took me a while to work out what I could possibly have gained from last year apart from a whole lot of heartache, and financial, mental and emotional ruin.

Well, the best part is that when I hit rock bottom, I generally come back with a bounce. I soon start a new job - one that will solve all of my financial problems. I have stopped taking the Zoloft which means I see my life, and particularly what our relationship was, in a much clearer light that has quelled my heartache. I am currently being wooed by a gorgeous man (his name is Charlie...haha! - he was nearly snubbed on that basis alone) and I am proceeding with extreme caution. Only lunch dates, e-mails and phone calls at present. Why? Because I have learnt that it's not always a good idea to take people at face value.

I'd better go, (my eldest child's) first day of highschool today, and I'm guessing (your child's) first day of school too. It doesn't seem so long ago that (my eldest child) was off to kindy. We both cried! I hope you all have a good day.

Good luck with it all Charlie, to you and your family. I hope your long journey will end in the place you want it to.

Mistress

Let's welcome the Mistress!

Hi Guys,

I have been informed by none other than the Mistress herself that she has somehow gained access to my blog.

Check this out from Charlie's blog. Read the comments from 'pussinboots'.

Let's make her feel warmly welcome!

Thursday, May 10, 2007

My Horoscope......how did they know???

May 9, 2007
Phases Of Appreciation
Aquarius Daily Horoscope

Unsettled feelings can plague you today, putting you in an uncomfortable and edgy frame of mind. This can be the result of your having had a recent disagreement with someone you care deeply about, or your unwillingness to give way in an interpersonal conflict with an acquaintance. Your brooding mood will likely have no effect on your situation, however, and the stress you feel can even interfere with your well-being today. Easing your anxiety can be as easy as reminding yourself that your relationships, whatever their nature, will likely change in many appreciable ways over the course of your life and that talking about differences is often the best way to resolve them.

When we recognize and accept that the love we feel for the special people in our lives will wax and wane as time goes by, we can weather challenging periods in our relationships without questioning the strength of the bonds that unite us. Our ability to maintain a positive attitude during periods of interpersonal conflict ensures that we do not feel unduly stressed or strained by the natural rigors that are a part of all emotional partnerships. Our readiness to approach such difficulties rationally instead of allowing our emotions to interfere with our judgment ensures that we, in partnership with the individuals most important to us, are capable of resolving our differences in a focused and effective fashion. When you act constructively instead of brooding in response to personal conflict today, it will no doubt be resolved more quickly and more easily than you might expect.

Thursday, May 3, 2007

"Have you ever made anyone crazy?"

Max sat and stared out the window for what seemed to be an eternity but was only a mere few seconds, before turning to Charlie.

He looked at Charlie in utter disbelief and in a soft voice asked him, "Have you ever made anyone crazy?"

Charlie appeared stunned and stuttered in disbelief, searching for words that escaped him. I answered for him and told Max that he had made his first two wives crazy.

Max then proceeded to speak to Charlie, stating that he had already seen first hand the impact of his lies, and yet here he was continuing with the same pattern of behaviour.

Max asked him where he got off in believing that he had the right to retraumatize me with his constant deceit and manipulative behaviours. He also stated that there was no wonder that I was where I was and that he did not know how I managed to stay in the relationship for as long as I had and could not believe I had any energy whatsoever with regard to my marriage.

Charlie, as usual, tried to justify his behaviour.

Firstly Max addressed the call Charlie made to his mother from his mobile.

"So you made an agreement not to call your mother from your mobile and yet you called your mother from your mobile?" asked Max.

"Yes but...." Charlie began.

"No. You had an agreement with your wife not to call your mother from your mobile, and you called her from your mobile?" asked Max.

He then addressed the traffic infringement Charlie received and failed to tell me about it.

"You didn't tell her about the fine?"

Charlie stated that he "told me about it", but Max shut him down stating that it was 3 days later.

"You should have accepted the fine and whilst pulled over called her and told her immediately, none of this hiding it for 3 days!"

Max then addressed the day that Charlie came home early to jump into bed for a cuddle before going to the meeting that he failed to tell me about.

Charlie tried to justify his behaviour because I get so angry about these sort of things, but Max would not hear of it.

Max pointed out to Charlie what he did was pre-meditated, that it hadn't just happened as Charlie tried to make Max believe, but he had planned it with the view to 'buttering me up' before letting me down again. He pointed out to Charlie how manipulative his behaviour truly was and that I had a right to be angry when his manipulative behaviour was discovered.

Charlie once again tried to justify his behaviour and shift the blame to me, telling Max about the recent event where out of pure frustration I hit him.

I am not proud of this incident, not at all. I deeply regret hitting Charlie because nothing justifies domestic violence.......NOTHING. But yes I hit him.

"So you're telling me that this is a domestic violence situation. Correct?" asked Max.

Charlie again stuttered.

I responded. "Yes it is. I hit him. It is a domestic violence situation."

What happened next shocked me.

Max turned to Charlie and said "If this is a violent situation, and you know what sets the violence off, then why do you continue to behave in a way that is sure to inspire a violent reaction?"

Charlie sat and stared at Max sitting in his winged chair across from him, and Max stared back.

"You are the provoker. You are to blame. You continue to lie and use manipulative behaviour to get what you want. You bring the violent outbursts on with your own behaviour."

I couldn't believe what I had just heard. I am responsible for hitting Charlie, but here was a highly regarded relationship coach telling me it was not my fault and that I was indeed provoked. It still does not justify hitting Charlie because no person in ANY relationship should be subjected to violence of any nature, but I felt a sense of relief wash over me, taking with it alot of the guilt I had been carrying.

I sat there in stunned silence. I can't really remember the words that were then spoken between Max and Charlie, because my mind was swimming with my own thoughts.

When I finally came back to reality I tuned in to the conversation and heard Charlie trying to make himself look good again, making statements like "I'm as transparent as I've ever been".

Charlie turned to me and said something. I can't remember what it was but I can certainly remember my reaction to it.

"Until you take responsibility for your actions and your behaviours, then nothing will ever be fixed. Until you take full responsibility for your actions and your behaviours, then nothing will ever change. And I am not at all interested in staying in a marriage that is constant lies and manipulation."

Max said to me "I am glad you said that because at no stage during this appointment have I seen any responsibility taken."

I walked out of that appointment feeling so different to how I felt when I walked in.

I felt amazing.

I felt like a huge weight had lifted from my shoulders.

I felt free.

I felt listened to.

But most of all I finally felt HEARD.