I just can't get over the betrayal I feel from everyone involved here. First this "woman" knew me, and my children even made a blanket for my son when he was born last year, her mother also was "friends" with us, when I would go into the restaurant/bar she would always make a point of waiting on us, took our family picture with Santa this past year etc....NOW I find out this slut went hardcore after my hubby, and her mother knew and encouraged it. I thought these people had some respect and care for my family, and they made a mockery of it all. I live in a small town and have to run into these people I feel like I have a giant neon sign over my head, and everywhere I go someone is looking at me and whispering something. Even today I stopped to get a cup of coffee, and all I could think about was who in here knows? At the gas station?! It's haunting me, and what's worse is they are looking at her like she is the victim, she's not sorry, even after he confronted her with me there to tell her to leave him alone, she drove to his other job 4 days later to leave him a note on his car, then emailed him to make sure he got it and read it, then said I DO love you, I still think we could be good together, NOW that she's facing the fallout, and his family is sticking up for me and him, she's the "victim"? Why is she not even sorry? I KNOW what kind of person she is, if she wasn't she wouldn't have done what she did, but because I knew these people and they knew my children, the betrayal is even worse...we weren't some nameless, faceless people they could pretend didn't exist, and what mother encourages her daughter to go after a man who is married with 5 children at home? God this hurts so bad today.
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