dear karma
guestbook message: You
wouldn't constantly have to reevaluate your decision to have a diary if you
would just level with people. You are married with a child, yet you carry on
with that "him" guy while lying to him about having other online boyfriends
while really being in love with him and giving him shit about being less than
genuine. Then you flirt with people and post it to your diary like I tried to
help this person. I just read in your diary the other day about someone wishing
they could move by you. You've got shit karma. Forget that waitress. How many
guys do you have going? And what of your husband? Does
he know of all these online dalliances? You are supposed to be making your
marriage work, yet the majority of your entries are about online guys and how
your support system is built of them. I don't believe your husband knows you
lie to "him" and that you invite men to move to your town and that you tell boys
you are going to the islands and all the total shit you say girl !!! Get real.
You are neck deep. I just shake my head when I read your diary but I tell you
what, it is great entertainment. And don't disregard my entry because I don't
give you a URL or email. I am your conscience. Remember, you can always
remember the truth. You cannot remember the LIES.
-karma police
Dear
Karma Police and everyone else that reads and has an opinion�.
Yes
I am married with a child.� To a man that
has cheated on me so many times that of course it has left scars, and I am
doing the best that I can in dealing with it.�
It is increasingly hard to trust a person that cheats on you, lies to
you about important things like the IRS and bankruptcy court.� When you find out important things about your
life from mail only and not from your spouse it tends to confuse the entire
issue.� You read bits and pieces of my life
and think you have the big picture, that�s just false assumptions on your part.� I am a huge flirt, but unlike my husband, I
keep my pants on.�
For
all your ramblings about my carrying on with "him", I have never even met him in
person.� So whatever was going on was
text only, and while it was intense and something far more than just text, I never
stood in a room with him.� And there�s
really no point in discussing him because it�s a dead issue.� He�s no longer any part of my life, and that
was my choice.� It�s very apparent that
he�s not worth my time.� And, for every
time that I lied to him, he lied a thousand times in return.� While he was begging me to move out and file
for divorce he was fucking his new girlfriend unbeknownst to me.� No, it doesn�t make it right that I
lied.� I have learned from that
debauchery of an interaction.�
The
person who is moving is not moving to the same state as me.� Tim.�
And Tim is a friend.� A good friend.� I am
not involved with Tim.� And if he�s happy
about moving near me, that�s him.�� He
said it.� I�m not responsible for what
other people say or feel.� I also didn�t
invite him to move, his job is transferring him.� Period.� I just met him a few weeks ago and therefore none
of that has shit to do with me,� although I would go meet him if the
opportunity arises.� My husband already
knows about Tim.� He knows most of my friends
are men.� Always have been, always will
be.� I can�t relate to most women because
of my mother.�
My
husband also knows that I have never cheated on him.� And if someone brings up the fact that glenn5
jumped a plane, keep in mind that while glenn5 was doing that, my husband was
in a one bedroom dive of a furnished hotel knee deep in a dumb girl that calls
herself Christmas when that�s not her name.�
While my son was in the same room supposedly watching cartoons. �How do I know this?� �Bucky� told me!!!
As
far as �going to the islands�, there is much truth to that.� Husband and I have filed through his employer
for a transfer to the
Husband
knows all about BraN, MP, and everyone else I speak
to.� He has free access to my diary and
my website for that matter.� I have
nothing to hide from him.� He knows me
inside and out and at the end of the day when I go to bed, it is with him.� That�s all that matters to him.� And who is he to say, he fucked his son�s best
friends mommy in our bed.� He�s happy
that I didn�t grab our son, file for divorce and leave the state.� He�s happy that I have decided to forgive and
move on.� We both have.� We have wiped off the slate and moved
on.� I don�t care who understands or
relates or agrees.� It�s my life and I�m
living it.� You are a mere observer from the
sidelines seeing only bits and pieces of the game.� And I never wanted anyone else on my team
anyways.
I
think that you, karma police, are most likely a person that has spoken to me
personally and never had the �bollocks� to express yourself.� I express myself freely, can� you?�
If you can�t, then you are nothing but a lie yourself.� Yeah�think about that.� You are what you are complaining about. �Congrats.
I
might be fucked up about certain things in my life, I
am not lying about them.� I write in my diary freely and I say what I think
at that time.� Sometimes I�m wrong, but I�m
always human.�
Besides,
it�s my birthday and I�m happy and I�m not afraid of you.� A diary does not = real life.� Get a clue.
-��������
PoeticaL
One last
thought�. I must be able to write to elicit people enough to have them write
all this sludge in my guestbook.� Gullible much?� lol