To my husband\u2019s \u201cother\u201d:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I can\u2019t even finish that greeting and call you a woman, because that\u2019s a title for women who have respect for other women. It\u2019s fitting to leave you as just the \u201cother\u201d because that\u2019s what you were and what you\u2019ll always be\u2026the \u201cother.\u201d No man will ever make you his number one because you lack the self-respect men look for in real women.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n I am BEYOND disgusted with this entire situation Kellie! I can only go so far as to use your first name, but I hope how you spell your name will be a dead give away to your identity. Every woman out there needs to know that you can\u2019t be trusted as a friend, or around anyone\u2019s man. I over-looked your history of being a slut because you convinced me you grew up. You said you weren\u2019t the same girl looking for attention from men because of things you went through as a little girl. I bought your sob story. That\u2019s what makes this worse for me. I gave you a chance. I let you in. Part of me feels like some of this is on me. How stupid was I to let a girl like you around my family? I\u2019m having a hard time dealing with my anger towards you and my guilt for bringing you around. I think I should forgive my husband because I knew your reputation and yet I put you right in his face! I know he\u2019s wrong and I\u2019m dealing with him. This author said the focus of these letters is the women and trying to fix what\u2019s wrong between us. Well clearly the problem between us is girls like you! Girls with no shame. Girls who don\u2019t believe in God and girls who have nothing in life to lose. You want all women to be as miserable as you are. Unfortunately, you are very good at causing misery everywhere you go.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n You\u2019ve managed to make me hate myself when all I did was be your friend. I let you hold my kids and eat my food. I defended you to my other friends who warned me you would do exactly what you did! My friends distanced themselves from me because they could see something I couldn\u2019t. They could see that you\u2019re a two-faced bit** whore with no morals and no regret over the hurt you bring to anyone na\u00efve enough to let you in! You made it so I\u2019ll never trust another woman ever again! That\u2019s the sad part. Most of us are trustworthy and wouldn\u2019t dream of destroying another woman\u2019s family. Real women don\u2019t make plans to hurt little children by tearing their family apart. What\u2019s wrong with you? What\u2019s your real damage? I was your only friend and you do this? I wish I could hurt you just a fraction of the way you\u2019ve hurt me because it would destroy you. You\u2019ve brought tears to my kids, my mother, and my mother-in-law. I will never forgive you because you hurt so many others besides me. People who didn\u2019t deserve it. I didn\u2019t deserve it. Maybe I did. Maybe I got exactly what I deserved for not listening to everyone (and it was literally everyone) around me who said to keep you far, far away.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n It may be too late for you to grow a heart. I can only hope that you find a man you love one day only to have some nasty witch come in and take him out from under you! You deserve all the heartache that will come. It\u2019s the only way people like you ever know what you\u2019ve done to others. I wish I could be bigger than to wish bad on you, but right now I can\u2019t. You deserve whatever bad comes your way because you leave a path of destruction everywhere you go just because you can.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n When you see me, look the other way and I\u2019ll do the same. Do us all a favor and just stay to yourself like you were before I stupidly befriended you. You don\u2019t belong with the rest of the human race until you grow a conscience and a heart. I\u2019m so angry, but I\u2019ll admit a lot of the anger is covering my hurt. I hate admitting that you\u2019ve hurt me, but you have. You hurt many women in your life and I\u2019m sure I won\u2019t be the last.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n I\u2019m writing this letter to you Kellie, but it\u2019s a letter for all you \u201cwomen\u201d who read it and think it\u2019s ok to hurt other women this way. It\u2019s not ok, and shame on all of you who think it is.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Patricia<\/p>\n\n\n\n Thank you all for visiting my site today, and a very special thank you to all my loyal subscribers. As always, please leave a comment about this letter, or any of the other posts on my site. <\/p>\n\n\n\n During these distressing times, please know that I genuinely hope each one of you is staying safe and well. 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