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Dear Stupid Mother Fucker, Did you not learn anything from your past mistakes? What in the hell is wrong with you? You are 38 years old and your SECOND wife is now leaving you? Let's recap what probably went wrong. First, you are a drunk. A bad drunk. The kind of drunk that people want to kick in the face while they are sitting there and you are slurring your words night after night after night. I should of kicked you in the head while you were sleeping once or twice. It would of made me feel better today. You are also a mean drunk. I remember New Year's Eve 1992. We were at a party and you were shit faced by 8:00 P.M. When we got home that night, our first New Years as a married couple, you proceeded to start screaming at me that I could not live in your house and I needed to come get my dad to pick me up because you owned both of our cars. Even though the Mazda was purchased for me by my father when I was seventeen. When I said no you hit me so hard over the head with the cordless phone it knocked me off of my feet. I locked myself in the guest bedroom and stayed there all night. What in the hell is wrong with you, and what was wrong with me for putting up with that crap? I used to think because you didn't punch me, I wasn't abused. How many times have you shoved your new wife around? So many that you have shoved her ass out the door too. Loser. Second, you drive while you are drunk. Not only do you drive while drunk, you don't bother paying your car insurance which leaves anyone you hit shit out of luck. How could you hit a brand new Mercedes, while drunk, with no insurance? How does the repo man come knocking at the car repair shop? You are now down two cars, all taken in the middle of the night. I suppose that doesn't matter to you since you are willing to throw away 700.00 a month for a RENTAL car that you drive with no license, or insurance, in your wife's name. She is an idiot, or is she? If she is leaving you, what are you going to do now, take the bus? I thought that was beneath you? You forget you have a family when you are drunk. You chose not to call home to say you won't be there for dinner. Or for the night. Or show up to work the next day. Or for two days. Whatever you feel like doing at the time. I remember once calling you at work after you didn't come home only to be told you had called in sick that day. I never felt so stupid in my life. She said "Isn't he home in bed". I told her I'd left for work early and you were still sleeping so I hadn't talked to you yet. I had to lie to someone to cover your lie. What a life. You lie and you lie bad. You've told so many lies in your life it's become your reality. This fantasty world where everything is someone else's fault. You are never to blame. You've done nothing wrong. One of my favorite lines you ever told me was "I got crabs because I fell asleep on someone's bed that didn't have sheets on it and they have crabs". This was before we were married- I should of known at that exact moment what my life with you was going to be like. One lie after another. Sounds like the gig is up this time. You are a fool. A damn fool. While I understand your need to dress as if you are stepping off the cover of GQ magazine, but if you cannot pay your bills, stop shopping. Who gives a fuck if you own six leather jackets? Does it make you feel better about yourself to have 40 pairs of shoes? Clothes cannot cover what you are inside, which is so, so ugly. You have three children and a wife to provide for. After one foreclosure, getting kicked out of a rental house for non-payment, and now the latest of you losing your rental house as it's being sold out from under you for once again, non-payment almost makes me laugh. Since there are children involved and one very stupid woman, I am trying to hold it in. So here you are, back at square one. In the same boat as when I "rescued you" back in 1990. Only now you make well over a hundred grand a year thanks to the college education I paid for. You are back on drugs, with no car, looking like holy hell thanks to your drug use, and in a month or so, will have no place to live. You have nothing in your life and nobody cares anymore. Kind of makes you feel like crap to know your happiness doesn't mean shit. You once told me all you ever wanted was a family. Someone to have Thanksgiving dinner with. You have been given two beautiful chances in your life, and you've fucked them both up. You have a good heart, deep down. That's why I stayed with you so long. However you are selfish, which is the worst quality a person can have. I've seen what you are and am so thankful you are nothing but my past. People cannot change. They can "do better" for short periods of time, but you are who you are. I spent the last few years we were married wondering what went wrong. When it was that you changed on me. I know now that you are a user. I loved who you once were. So many years ago. When we were just highschool kids and you were so sweet to me. I loved who you were when you moved back from North Carolina and needed me. You called me your lucky charm. It's all an illusion to get what you want. Without ever giving a second thought to the disasters you leave in your trail. You are finally getting what you deserve, and you will receive no pity from me. Your Very Happy Ex-Wife, JustAGal I haven't sent it yet but I really, really want to.
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