It's Over
My life has been completely turned upside-down and I have one word to say...fuck.
I dreaded coming home from Vegas because I knew what was to come and it wasn't going to be pretty. Melissa wasn't too happy at all that I left for nearly a week. Who am I kidding, she wasn't happy at all. But it wasn't like she didn't know I was in Vegas. She knew. We both needed a little break from each other, but maybe what we needed was time together.
When I came home, I knew we had to talk. We had to talk about our family...the work situation...our marriage...US. And I had to tell her about Sophie and what happened. It would be completely wrong if I didn't. The kids were at her sister's home for the rest of the week. Melissa knew too that we had to talk and having the kids around would only make things worse.
We talked all night. About family, about priorities, about love. It was hands down the most intense, most important conversation I had in my whole life. Our marriage was on the line. My family, my baby were on the line. We argued for about 75% of the time. Neither of us got any sleep that night. None. How could we anyways?
We decided that we can't go on living like this where both our lives are miserable and the only way of having some peace is being as far away from each other as possible. I know neither of us ever wanted it to end like this. We always believed things like this happen with other people, the bad people, the people who aren't us. But we had to wake up and sniff, not smell, but sniff the roses hard and realize that we aren't immune. After nearly a day of talking and fighting, we now know that we have to get a divorce if we ever want to start living again.
I'm sooooooo sorry to Melissa for hurting you when I kissed Sophia. I'm sorry. I know you may not be able to forgive me right now, but hopefully in time, you will. I don't expect you to forget but perhaps you will forgive. It was never my intent to hurt you or anyone for that matter. Maybe it was that kiss that pushed Melissa and I over the edge. Maybe if it didn't happen, we would be still be working things out. Maybe this, maybe that. I have to stop thinking about what would or would not happen.
I'm sorry to my baby girl, Marina. I'm sorry that your mother and I couldn't work things out. Although things may change, you will be my star in the sky forever, my princess, my girl. No matter what happens, I will always love you. Always.
I guess I've been avoiding any calls. Actually, I think I was more avoiding any contact with Sophie. I hope you feel no remorse for what you did, Sophie. We'll talk soon...we have to.
It isn't final yet, but hey, I'm single again *sighs*
I dreaded coming home from Vegas because I knew what was to come and it wasn't going to be pretty. Melissa wasn't too happy at all that I left for nearly a week. Who am I kidding, she wasn't happy at all. But it wasn't like she didn't know I was in Vegas. She knew. We both needed a little break from each other, but maybe what we needed was time together.
When I came home, I knew we had to talk. We had to talk about our family...the work situation...our marriage...US. And I had to tell her about Sophie and what happened. It would be completely wrong if I didn't. The kids were at her sister's home for the rest of the week. Melissa knew too that we had to talk and having the kids around would only make things worse.
We talked all night. About family, about priorities, about love. It was hands down the most intense, most important conversation I had in my whole life. Our marriage was on the line. My family, my baby were on the line. We argued for about 75% of the time. Neither of us got any sleep that night. None. How could we anyways?
We decided that we can't go on living like this where both our lives are miserable and the only way of having some peace is being as far away from each other as possible. I know neither of us ever wanted it to end like this. We always believed things like this happen with other people, the bad people, the people who aren't us. But we had to wake up and sniff, not smell, but sniff the roses hard and realize that we aren't immune. After nearly a day of talking and fighting, we now know that we have to get a divorce if we ever want to start living again.
I'm sooooooo sorry to Melissa for hurting you when I kissed Sophia. I'm sorry. I know you may not be able to forgive me right now, but hopefully in time, you will. I don't expect you to forget but perhaps you will forgive. It was never my intent to hurt you or anyone for that matter. Maybe it was that kiss that pushed Melissa and I over the edge. Maybe if it didn't happen, we would be still be working things out. Maybe this, maybe that. I have to stop thinking about what would or would not happen.
I'm sorry to my baby girl, Marina. I'm sorry that your mother and I couldn't work things out. Although things may change, you will be my star in the sky forever, my princess, my girl. No matter what happens, I will always love you. Always.
I guess I've been avoiding any calls. Actually, I think I was more avoiding any contact with Sophie. I hope you feel no remorse for what you did, Sophie. We'll talk soon...we have to.
It isn't final yet, but hey, I'm single again *sighs*