I hate it when I start to think too much and satan get his foot in the door. Ever since my divorce my parents have told me I probably should have stuck it out. I agree and I am very sad over my divorce; however, my mother does believe God has someone else for me and to just be patient and let Him put this man in my life. So, that's what I'm doing, but it's so hard when you can't let go of the ex. He abused me, caused me to have a miscarriage, cheated on me, and now he has moved on and had a child with his "other woman". They even named their daughter what he and I were going to name our first daughter
. I feel cheated. She's getting to have the best of him. The Jared that learned from the mistakes he made with me. They have a child together and one on the way, and I was left grieving over the son or daughter I lost. His family loves her, they hated me.
It's sad. I talked to him around this time last year. I needed him to know my regrets and that I was so sorry for the things I did to him...namely, divorcing him instead of trying harder. He admitted that on the day of our divorce hearing, he wanted to run across that courtroom and beg me to forgive him, but my dad was there and was worried about a nasty confrontation. He told me he never stopped loving me, but that he also loved his new wife and that it was a different type of love. He admitted to still having all of the memorabilia he'd saved from our seven year relationship. Everything from movie ticket stubs to drinking straw wrappers, hair scrunchies, and pictures. On one hand, our conversation offered me alot of closure and peace. At least he forgave me, but he's no longer mine. It opened up alot of old wounds that still won't heal. I'm scared they never will and he will go on and have a happy life in a marriage that should have been ours, while I'll be left alone and lonely...grieving over a marriage that I allowed to die. It's not fair.
So when I start thinking up things is when satan takes control. I often wonder if I will hear through the gossip grapevine that he and his wife were splitting up and then I'd rush to find him and beg for another chance. I often let satan try and tempt me to ruin his marriage. I shouldn't have these thoughts. He cheated on me, he has remarried, and I have been released. So why do I feel as if I am shackled to this?
It's sad. I talked to him around this time last year. I needed him to know my regrets and that I was so sorry for the things I did to him...namely, divorcing him instead of trying harder. He admitted that on the day of our divorce hearing, he wanted to run across that courtroom and beg me to forgive him, but my dad was there and was worried about a nasty confrontation. He told me he never stopped loving me, but that he also loved his new wife and that it was a different type of love. He admitted to still having all of the memorabilia he'd saved from our seven year relationship. Everything from movie ticket stubs to drinking straw wrappers, hair scrunchies, and pictures. On one hand, our conversation offered me alot of closure and peace. At least he forgave me, but he's no longer mine. It opened up alot of old wounds that still won't heal. I'm scared they never will and he will go on and have a happy life in a marriage that should have been ours, while I'll be left alone and lonely...grieving over a marriage that I allowed to die. It's not fair.
So when I start thinking up things is when satan takes control. I often wonder if I will hear through the gossip grapevine that he and his wife were splitting up and then I'd rush to find him and beg for another chance. I often let satan try and tempt me to ruin his marriage. I shouldn't have these thoughts. He cheated on me, he has remarried, and I have been released. So why do I feel as if I am shackled to this?