The Storm has passed.
He's left the Other Woman, and returned to you.
Standing on the wreckage of your marriage, feeling
a survivor of a devastating hurricane, you begin to
pick up the pieces.
And then, you drop them.
No.
You don't want that kind of marriage again.
During the days/weeks/months of his affair, when
you were alone, you met someone new. Yourself.
You learned what you liked to eat, watch, wear,
think, go, do and be. After all, there wasn't anyone
else.
Just you.
You might have created new protocols, so the kids
didn't ask why Daddy doesn't come home any more.
They were sleeping at friends and family, you were
taking them to all sorts of places, and creating new
rituals.
You might have moved into another room, so when
he dragged in, he didn't wake you. You might have
stopped cooking meals, doing laundry, being there
for him.
That woman forged in the fire of his adultery, is too
valuable to lose.
Suddenly, you realise that for all the years of the
marriage, you were postponed, you came second,
if you came at all.
Pre-Adultery Wifey used to buy the food he liked, cook
the meals he liked, watch the programs he liked, go
where he liked, associate with his people.
Betrayed Wife bought what she wanted to eat, created
the meals she desired, watched what she wanted, went
where she felt she belonged, associated with her friends.
Post-Adultery Wife has no reason whatsoever to return to
the old days of being second. In fact, she has a lot of
reasons why he will never be given the authority to hurt
her again.
The life you lived during the time he was rolling on
soiled sheets will not be discarded just because he
came home.
You realise your faults.
And have corrected them.
Your job is not a 'make-work', it is important and
sustains your sense of self-worth.
During the time he was 'away', you took on more work
to fill empty hours and avoid going to the mausoleum
which used to be the matrimonial home.
You will not stop taking on more work, will not rush
home, leaping out of staff meetings, or tossing a file
in the pending tray because you have to make dinner.
You feel no guilt telling the kids to go to friend's
house after school, you'll bring a pizza, that's how
you got through the days/weeks/months of his adultery.
He can find his own food, or starve.
You has no qualms about talking for hours to your
friends. They were with you when he was not, and
there is no guarantee he is home to stay.
All the little things you put away on marriage, because
he didn't like them, all the activities abandoned because
they took time from the marriage, you grasped as a life
preserver when he was not there.
You got through days because you knew you would see
a best friend, attend a meeting, perform a task, and
little things became important, because the big thing,
your husband, was gone.
All the little things which became important, remain
important.
Just because he's home now can not be used as an excuse
why you let other people down, people who have come to
rely on you, people who make you feel you are worthy to
live.
You looks back on your life; your Pre-Adultery life,
and cringe.
Was I that stupid? Self-sacrificing?
The money you had used to buy him filet mignon is a
a new hair style. The time you used to spend doing
his laundry, you use to write articles for the PTA,
the beer which used to fill the refrigerator for his
friends is no longer there, but there are quite a few
new pieces in your wardrobe.
He can survey what used to be the matrimonial home
and appreciate, he's not needed.
He can watch television all day Sunday, alone, because
his family attends a particular venue. He's not invited,
it's just mothers and kids.
He can learn to like Quiche or figure out how to make
himself a meal from soy grain, yoghurt, salmon and
cheese, because in this house, the diet has changed.
He looks at you, the woman he betrayed;
you looks better today than ever before.
You are confident, you don't need him, and see through
him as if he's glass, unconcerned about his ego.
He strives to regain your interest, maybe getting a few
percentages, but it's pretty clear, that in your pie chart,
he's gone from 90% to 20% and although he might get
another 5%, if he works at it, he will never have the power
to bring your life to a crashing halt.
That he realises this, infuses you with power. And you
reflects on that drudge, that sycophant you used to be,
and realise how liberating adultery can be.
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