Previousness…
I had a job, a roof over my head, ability to purchase clothing and food without assistance.
I was also happily married and in the process with US Immigration to bring my then wife to the United States. After our nuptials and the failure for me to secure regular employment in Hong Kong I moved back to lay our roots. Within a month I was successful enough to return back for our first anniversary. Afterwards the separation got to us, and this 10 year reminder popped on my calendar today:
hey, so what you said before about not wanting to go to jail, it got me thinking. And I just to be honest really. It seems like decision just have to happen now and be done with it. So here it is. I can’t be with you anymore Matthew. No matter how many memory we share and the remaining feeling and care we still have for each other, it is just not enough to make up for the things in the past. You betrayed me for far too long, for far too many times. Until today it still hurts, I did nothing to deserve that. I cannot be the woman I want to be by staying with you. I think the best option for both of us is to file for a divorce and move on with our lifes.
Skype, Tuesday, December 9, 2014 at 11:56:12 AM (EDT)
I was so bitter from this I couldn’t stop crying while trying to eat lunch with my father at that time at Pearl Street Brewery. I hurt so much I flew out to Indonesia 7 weeks later to talk to her at the Embassy during her Visa appointment only later to discover that she was in Bali 2 weeks prior with her soon-to-be next husband. I was so bitter from that paragraph’s concept that even after 5 months it still hurt. It hurt until I was actually able to leave the apartment on August 28, 2016.
Currentness…
10 years is a long time from a breakup letter.
Here is to setting it on the interwebs and never mentioning it again.