That man you met, and took to the beach, he was my husband. He left me to my own devices in an unknown city where I only knew a few people, and none of them well. This wasn’t your fault, he hid his ring and wooed you with drinks and dinner, never mentioning me. Apparently you both had fun.
I don’t like the changes happening in my relationship. I don’t like that he calls you almost every day. He says he won’t leave me, and he doesn’t even think you’re interested in anything serious, but I’d like it to stop.
I’d like it if you didn’t go on a holiday together. If you didn’t ask for bed-time stories over the phone. If you stopped sending him text messages so often and especially not when you know ahead of time that he and I have taken some leave to try to work things out.
I lied when I said that I was a-ok with parts of this. I’m not. He’s obsessing about you continuously while still professing his love to me. If things continue like this, I’m leaving. If you are as concerned about this possibility as you profess, then do the right thing and back off. Let us work things out and find our own way again.
- his wife.
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7 Responses to “Dear Molly,”
Posted: Dec 22nd, 2009 at 5:50 pm
Ugh. This is sad.
Posted: Dec 22nd, 2009 at 6:07 pm
I am so sorry. It must be hard.
Posted: Dec 22nd, 2009 at 7:24 pm
Oh wow, this totally sucks for you
I am so sorry. What a well written letter though. I applaud you for putting it so well
Posted: Dec 22nd, 2009 at 7:24 pm
Wow, not to sound harsh..and while I would never encourage divorce…some men and marriages just aren’t worth saving.
Posted: Dec 22nd, 2009 at 7:24 pm
Stay strong and follow your heart.
Posted: Dec 22nd, 2009 at 8:07 pm
How sad! You are much nicer in this letter than I would be. Honestly, my husband would be kicked out.
Posted: Dec 26th, 2009 at 6:13 am
Wow, this letter is heartbreaking to me. You sound like a good person, and I honestly think you deserve better than how you’ve been treated. And I hope you do what you feel is best for yourself and for your own future. Godspeed.