Sucker Punch verb:
In the boxing ring, a sucker punch is a devastating, unexpected blow that sends an unwary opponent sprawling, dazed and confused.
Yesterday, Will and I were texting about his upcoming business trip. The conversation led to other past trips. Then to a question. Had he ever taken another woman on a trip? We are almost exactly eleven months past D-day and nearly ten months past “full”disclosure and polygraph day. I am still in shock that there was more pain to be dealt out to me from Will. I didn’t think it was possible. I was wrong.
He hesitated when I asked, and in that moment I knew the answer was yes…and that there was still undisclosed information…and that he had lied and withheld and deflected….again. Yes…he had taken an AP to a resort town when he had told everyone he was on a business trip. It was “only” overnight and “all it was” was sex in a hotel room that he paid for instead of putting it on the company dime. But he had lied about it by omitting it from disclosure. Then it got worse. I asked if that was it…the only places he had screwed this slut…hotel rooms and in his truck. No. She came to my hometown….she drove three hours, to MY home, climbed into MY bed, laid naked on MY sofa, watched movies on MY television, ate food out of MY fridge, cooked in MY kitchen and screwed her brains out with MY husband.
I did not see this coming. I was not prepared for this. I am sick to my stomach and my home again feels violated, dirty, defiled…unsafe. I feel (once again) duped, manipulated, fooled, gutted.
I am not able to withstand another.single.hit. I am officially KO’d and am down for the count.