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Click hereI thought about introducing myself to his wife, maybe asking her to pass on my apologies. Even if she would do it (and why would she?), what good would it do? I turned the car around and slunk homeward, if you can slink while driving a car. I never saw Tad again. Were we even now? Not that it mattered anymore, but he'd been right: no, we weren't even, and we never would be.
I had deliberately chosen to cruelly humiliate the man I'd loved, for what I thought were good reasons. Now I was alone, with no immediate prospects for being otherwise, while Burt and Tad had loving families. The good reasons didn't look so good any more. I was starting to see that though it hadn't seemed so at the time, I'd punished myself at least as much as I'd punished Tad.
Yes, I thought for the thousandth-plus time, Tad had cheated on me. He started it, and I wasn't going to put up with it. That was still just as true as it was the day I first saw those pictures. But he and Burt were also right: my response wasn't the sort of thing you do to someone you love. It was like I had turned off my love for Tad for that weekend, and expected to turn it back on when Burt left, like love was a water faucet or something. It seems love isn't like that.
So what now? I'm forty (well, plus a few months), and I can't compete with the twenty-somethings anymore, but I still get hit on. I know I have it in me to be a good and faithful wife. Hell, I was one for twelve years, before I went off the rails with my revenge. Even Tad said so. Now I've learned from bitter experience that you either love or you don't. You can't put love off to the side for a weekend, and expect nothing to change. It's up to me to put that knowledge to use.
I'm getting past the point of having children. But maybe there's a man out there who could love, and accept love from, a sadder but wiser woman. Maybe somewhere there's a man on his own with a young child or two, who needs someone to love him and them and share his burdens. He won't be Tad, of course, but maybe someone...
"And maybe tomorrow, I'll find what I'm after;
I'll throw off my sorrow, beg, steal, or borrow
My share of laughter."
-- "Who Can I Turn To," Anthony Newley & Leslie Bricusse
- COMMENTS
The opposite of love is indifference ….
A lot of times, love and hate are two sides of the same currency ….
You have guys in jail who killed their exes and even , only to reminisce about the time they had, wishing they had a better ending…
To conclude,
To love, is to be vulnerable , and once trust is broken , a wave of irrationality follows…
I’m not saying what she did was right…..
but she wasn’t in a position to choose a logical a choice…
She was thinking too emotionally or irrationally…
who will be creasy enough to love and marry a Strieber who had been fucked in public while she was married?
Nice try but this is nothing but an attempt to rehabilitate the villain (Tad) and vilify Sandy (the hero of the BTB story line). At least this story line presents a plausible reason for reconsidering the nuclear response Sandy gave to Tad. Don't think it would really have taken that long to draw the conclusion.
In any case, Tad was the foundation for all that occurred so he reaped what he sowed.
I read this 3 months ago and didn't remember it. It is a good story and show a definite lack of communication and understanding between the two adversaries. What he did was wrong but it just a mistake. What she did was wrong and meant hurt her husband and teach him a lesson and that was more wrong than anything. To intentionally hurt someone is being mean cruel and unthoughtful and those actions are not those of a virtuous and understanding person. She was wrong on so many levels and by her actions prove once again man's ability to rationalize anything is unlimited. Above all a truly virtuous person does not choose when to be virtuous, they just are. Good story, some may learn from it.
She was too irrational, hardheaded and too self-centered for Tad to ever consider taking her back. Her hooking up with Burt the 2nd time was clearly the end of their marriage. The first time was way over the top but after that it was like beating a dead horse. You feel better but the horse doesn't care any longer.
It's interesting - if this was a gender swap, the main character would have had a beautiful blonde on his arm and we'd be salivating over how the cheater was burned. We celebrate ott revenge in loving wives stories when the wife makes a single mistake / selfish choice.
This story was realistic and the cheating husband was suuuper hypocritical. Cheats twice but because he gets emasculated in revenge? I'd argue a cheater doesn't get to complain.
I feel sad for the main character and her tragedy is that she leaned too far into things. But so do our revengeful husband main characters in other stories. This story is good for showing how our perspective will shift drastically...
Two wrongs don't make a right comes to mind. Next comes understanding and communication. The why's matter.
After a wife tells you she just fell out of love and then asks: I just want to go out there and look around, but if it doesn't work out can I come back? For me that was the end of our discussion and the end of our marriage, that's my story. Good writing once again GA!
The wife was a crazed bitch at the very least. Tit for tat cheating sounds fair in stories but hardly qualifies as some relationship repair. Wife became a whore!