03-26-2008, 04:34 PM
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Originally Posted by p10es
I've been there, my husband cheated on me. But I chose to stay, and that's because I love him. True enough, I became stronger and stood up on what I think is better for me. I slowly stopped pleasing him and putting him in the center of my life. I start to prioritise myself and do things that will make me happier. I guess that's a wake-up call for me to give more time for myself.
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The post I respond to was made two months ago, but as the
topic is being discussed in another thread, the sentiments
here are vital.
Many women 'lose' themselves in marriage. They might
have been Miss Annabell Lee, but then, they become
Ed's wife. No name...
"This is my wife."
Then they become Katie's mother.
"I'm Katie's mother," she says, introducing herself.
"I saw Ed's wife at the gas station,"
"Katie's mother is helping with the cake sale."
When today is just like yesterday only it's tomorrow
that non-personhood gets mixed into the price of
tomatos, the dishwasher that isn't working, the
dog who puked on the carpet.
When 'something' happens, which disrupts that prosaic
image; and you suddenly have to 'find' yourself...
not Ed's wife, not Katie's mother...but Annabelle Lee...
who is she?
That voyage to 'me' is vital.
It is vital whether you stay or go.
For losing you is the worst loss, regaining yourself
is the victory.
And when you are the complete matched set of you,
then that you makes the decision.
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