Who remembers the betrayed women's anthem from Alanis Morissette? The one whenever it played, guys within earshot cringed?
These lyrics, screamed and hissed more than sung, have been the theme song for nearly every divorced woman who was betrayed for decades. Myself included. It's a great song to scream along with in the car, in the shower and while doing any sort of housework. It's even good when tenderizing meat. Whack that mallet pretending the steak is his head, or worse...
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me until you died? Til you died? But you're still alive!
Oh, he's still alive alright. Breaking every promise he ever made me, day in and day out. But there are times I really wish I was a widow. This way I wouldn't have to worry about running into him at the store, or at places we used to go. I wouldn't have to wonder who he's with or what he's doing. I wouldn't have to lock down my FB or IG or other social media because he stalks me (or at the very least his family or girlfriends are stalking me) I could remember the happy times fondly rather than with suspicion that I was being hoovered or love bombed. I wouldn't have to cringe every time I get an email regarding the divorce and our daughter could to go to work without fear of ever seeing him. But I am not a widow. I am a betrayed wife of a narcissist who thinks he did no wrong and HE is the true victim. He is totally justified to have cheated, lied, financially abused and mentally abused me. We both made mistakes, but he refuses to accept any accountability for his.
I wish I was a widow. Then I wouldn't have to be worried that he is doing to someone else what he did to me.
I wish I was a widow. Then I wouldn't have to watch him torture our daughter.
I wish I was a widow. Then I wouldn't have to play the game anymore.
I wish I was a widow. Because then there wouldn't be so much evil lurking around every corner and I could finally breathe freely again.
I just wish he kept his promises....until he died. But he's still alive.
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