How long could you keep holding on to a relationship knowing that your spouse or partner has already fallen out of love with you? That burning passion that once kept you both yearning for each other’s arms had died—your partner’s at least—and you don’t know how to get it back.
It’s a sad and ugly truth that no person in this world would want to go through, but unfortunately, you are in that miserable situation. And slowly, you feel the love of your life slipping away.
Have you gone complacent? Is there someone else in your beloved’s life? What have you done to deserve the emotional neglect? These questions torture your restless mind. Some are brave enough to ask, and some are just strong enough to let go and walk away. And, yes, there are those who choose to stay, hold on, and keep mum about it. People might call them a martyr, a weakling, or downright stupid. But, can you blame them for loving and hoping that someday, the person they cherish more than their lives will rekindle that love?
A wife wrote this letter to her husband to let him know how she felt over the years of infidelity and the emotional neglect she tolerated when they were together.
It’s a heartbreaking letter filled with despair, sacrifice, hope, and love; emotions that people like her und
To My Husband of 10 Years
You’ve been lying to me for the longest time. You’ve been lying to me almost every day. You think I cannot tell? It’s been 18 years since we started dating and you’re a terrible liar. When you lie, I can see it in your face, I can hear it in your voice. I know for the longest time that you’ve been cheating on me, but I let it slip.
I fell apart upon finding out. I can’t understand; I want to understand. I did what I could to be the best other half anyone could have, right? But I held myself back from confronting you and we went about our regular routine and this has gone on for another year and more.
Until such time, about a year ago, I was diagnosed with cancer. When I told you, you finally cared. You finally noticed my existence. I felt important to you once again. I was happy. I once again, is visible in your map. And I thought to myself, “I think everything is falling into place.” Until such time, I found out that, you were still in contact with that someone and occasionally rendezvoused with them. And once again, it’s back to square one but still, I refused to confront you.
I cried because I know all I have is your pity. Pity because I was sick. Honestly, I feel like a beggar; a beggar who deserves nothing but spare change; a beggar who deserves only the leftovers given by those who are more fortunate; a worthless trash of society who deserves nothing but to be shunned. I want to run away, but a homeless beggar like me has nowhere to go; no place to come home to.
But don’t worry, honey. I don’t have much time left anyway. Soon you’ll be free to be with them. You won’t have to go around my back anymore. Because by then, I will just be a bitter memory to you; a nightmare you might have always so avoided. To you my love; I’m sorry. I’m sorry if I wasn’t enough. I’m sorry if I was not able to fulfil your needs. I’m sorry if I was too much of a coward to speak up. I love you, believe me, I love you so much and even if you did so much that made me cry, I will still love you.
I hope one day, you’d be able to read this and realize it’s me. I hope one day you find out that this is the voice I have always suppressed in the last few years of our life together. Honey, you know that I love you so much that’s why you’re free. Find that person who will make you happy and make you feel content. But I have one request to ask you: Please do not make that person cry. Do not let them shed even a single tear of sadness and if you did, only tears of joy. Thank you for all the years, sweetheart I love you.
The toughest part of letting go is realizing that the other person already did.
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