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Tuesday, May 09, 2006

I fucking hate her

This is a letter that I wrote just now to my husband's ex-wife. I don't feel like going into all the details of what transpired this evening, but seriously, right now, I could fucking stab that bitch and feel no fucking remorse. I loathe her with every fiber of my being. I had to write this letter in order to get my feelings out but being that we are currently in litigation with her over child support, I finally got my wits about me and realized that giving it to her would be dumb at this juncture.

So I will share with you. Enjoy.

Dear (insert whore's name here):

I do not know what fucking planet you fell off of, but what the fuck is your problem? You all got a divorce 9 damn years ago. It’s time to MOVE THE FUCK ON. Quit being a bitter bitch and get on with your life. You started fucking another man a total of 2 months after Vince left you so I seriously doubt you were all that fucking devastated. Yet you have made it your mission in life to do anything and everything to make him out to be some sort of asshole bastard and for whatever reason, you have the kids believing it. Does that make you feel better? Do you finally feel like you got some damn revenge? I mean, seriously. Grow the fuck up.

You are only pissed because your gravy train is coming to an end in a few years. You are only mad because there is a chance that we will have to fork over less money to you to fund your pathetic life. Is money all you give a shit about? If you were truly concerned about the kids’ well being, then why did you not go back to school to get a better job? You could not possibly make a nice living as a teacher’s aide. Money to go to school would have been tossed at you from 18 directions. But wait, that was too difficult, right? Why actually make an effort to better yourself for your own life as well as your kids’ lives when you could just sit back, play the victim, and have income from your sad ass job, your man’s job, and us? I mean, really, your way is easier, right? Why worry about the future when you won’t have your kids to rake in the money for you? Well, guess what? The future is here and it snuck up on you, didn’t it? Before you try to tell me that money does not matter, let’s just use David the woman beater as exhibit A. Proof positive that having an additional income coming into your house was more important than all of your well being. Good example for your kids, by the way. Stellar decision making on your part.

I have stayed out of this for a long time now. Never once in 9 fucking years have I made one disparaging remark about you to your kids or in front of them. Well, I am done. I could give a shit less if they know how I feel about you. I mean, what more could you possibly do? Turn them against their father? Done. Make them think we are the anti-Christ? Done. Manipulate the fuck out of every single situation to paint Vince out to be the worst father ever to breathe? Done. The only way that you could possibly hurt me is financially and frankly, I could not give less of a shit. So go for it. Give it your best fucking shot.

You told me a long time ago on the phone that your life’s mission was to ruin Vince’s life the way he ruined yours. Well, it’s done. Do you feel better now? Was revenge sweet? I just always assumed that when you said that, you meant financially. My mistake. I had no idea that you could be such an indomitable bitch as to turn his kids against him.

I am certainly not claiming he is perfect or that he was the perfect father. You know what though? He is their DAD. What you are doing is wrong. You know it. He knows it. I know it. I just hope that one day in the future the kids awake from their mother-induced fog and realize exactly what the hell happened. I doubt that it will happen since you are a master manipulator, but who knows? I hope the memories of all of this shit keeps your ass warm in hell.

Elizabeth at 11:39 PM

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14 Comments

at 12:25 AM Blogger Kate Giovinco Photography said...

Wow she sounds like a real bitch! Give it to her SFG!`

 
at 9:43 AM Blogger Tammy said...

Holy fuck. What happened? E-mail me.

You want me to come there and kick the shit out of her? I have alot of rage in me that needs to be focused somewhere. :)

 
at 10:55 AM Blogger Kami said...

I'll help Tammy.

 
at 11:29 AM Blogger Fabnormal said...

You tell her, girl!

 
at 12:38 PM Blogger Speckledpup said...

this kind of shit keep me married...I'm tellin' ya.

The Pup.

 
at 2:05 PM Blogger Nikki said...

Wow!! She sounds just like my friend's ex-wife...the one who takes up with a new man before the ink is dry on the sep. papers and then is content to drain him for every last dime...to support herself, not her son b/c she can't get off her lazy ass and do anything. What a BIATCH!!

 
at 2:43 PM Blogger Sea_creature said...

I SO don't blame you for writing this. I'd be completely fuming, too. People like this deserve a special place in hell. When the time is right, give it to the whore!

 
at 5:21 PM Blogger cassy said...

Holy. Shit.

If the kids get some space, they'll see. It might take a while, but they will see.

Sorry about all this shit.

 
at 7:46 PM Blogger Nap Queen said...

Dang, that was awesome. She sounds pretty pathetic. You should keep it, and when the litigation is over, then send it.

 
at 9:15 PM Blogger Me said...

Well. Alrighty then! Wow. I think it's good you got it all out on paper (computer).

Now... deep breath. And let it out.

Better?

 
at 9:59 PM Blogger Melanie said...

What a psycho bitch. I'll come help the girls kick her ass too.

 
at 3:26 AM Blogger Kerri Anne said...

I'm good at shin-kicking. It's a gift.

 
at 5:01 PM Blogger Kat said...

urgh. she needs a hobby or something. 9 years is waaaaay too long to be carrying such a grudge. It's totally not cool to use the kids against the other parent either. I agree that you should send the letter after the litigation is over. :)

 
at 8:18 PM Blogger Adam said...

No, seriously, you should have told her how you really feel!

 

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