Belief Turned into Hell

I really thought I was way past being rocked by insensitivity. But as I rather painfully learned today, that is NOT the case ... It's about a man, you see, a man who has some imperfections (don't we all?) but who nevertheless I have believed for 8 years to be scrupulously honest.

Yes, he's younger, African-American, a foot taller, and our backgrounds could not be less alike. But those things rarely got in the way, even though we did have a few ups and downs.
Once I even moved him bag and baggage back to his former residence -- thinking I would never hear from him again.

Ah but I DID! And so some lovely times, not to mention seeing each other through traumas, such as both being out of work. That was 5 years ago when my beloved Academic Press Editorial Group got dumped.

However, to be honest, I must admit that early on he told me he had loved just one woman in his life - his high school sweetheart to whom he was married for a few years and unhappily divorced. But then he met moi (smile).


Now flash forward to 2009: he has no driver's license because of a DUI, he has no job because he stayed too long at the fair. And his mother is diagnosed with metastasized cancer and a few weeks later passes away.

Well, the only way to say it is he comes unglued -- stays away, stays with relatives and friends in various locations, ignores email, home phone, cell phone, drinks alcohol, smokes pot. And in retrospect his occasional phone calls seem to be pleas for help, but of course it's not my help but professional help that is called for.

His birthday was last week and no word from him even though I sent a loving ecard. Sooo this morning I phone and a female voice answers. I ask for him -- 'He's not here." Who is this? "I'm his ex-wife and ... present wife," she says, "and who are you?"

Omg, my world imploded! And the whole thing seems so totally inexplicable, incomprehensible, inconceivable. And yes completely and utterly inexcusable!

Yes, it ain't no way to treat a lady.

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So please pardon me for not being:
Positively,
Carolan



 

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