logo

A letter to my cheating partner, from my deathbed

Manuela Cardiga
Aug 01, 2018
12:54 P.M.

Dear AmoMama,

Advertisement

I never thought that such bitterness would consume my last moments. I am dying, and even knowing how little time I have left, you cheated - and are still cheating on me.

Did I imagine this when we met? When we started a life together, made plans for our future, even dreamed of starting a family?

I saw you as the gentlest most loving and kindest of men. You came into my life when I was shattered by my first husband's betrayal with my best friend, you helped me put myself back together, you helped me win back my confidence, you healed me.

Back then, who would have imagined this? Me here on this bed, writing my will making funeral arrangements - and you sitting beside me every day, kissing my hands, bringing me flowers.

Source: Pixabey

Source: Pixabey

Advertisement

It looks so right, so perfect, doesn't it? But they told me, and so I know that when you leave here you got to another woman's bed.

While I lie here, counting my life in days and hours, you cover her with kisses and come back to me smelling of French perfume. I even know the brand - I loved it myself.

Source: Pixabey

Source: Pixabey

So you come and sit by my deathbed every day, and you need not fear, that devotion will be rewarded. You get my house, my love, but none of the money.

The money goes to my friend's children, who have shown me so much love and given me so much happiness with their innocent affection.

But you get the house, and that is still a prize, isn't it? You could have waited, you could have waited before you started bedding this woman. A few days wasn't long to wait, was it? Or were you eager to embrace a woman who was not half-dead?

Advertisement

You could have waited. Just a few days, my love. It would have made my passing sweeter - and you would have been a lot richer.

Source: Shutterstock

Source: Shutterstock

And that is why I turn my face away when you come in, arms full of flowers, those tears trembling on your eyelashes. The tears never fall, though. Because real men don't cry, do they? There are a lot of things real men don't do, and this I never expected from you.

So I don't want you at the funeral, weeping that you loved me, because you don't, and probably never did. You could have waited, just a few more days. You should have waited.

If you need help or advice, reach out to us, and thousands of women just like you who are struggling with the difficulties of life. You are not alone, we are here for you, and we listen; so write to us anonymously using this form.

Advertisement
Advertisement
Related posts

Wife Spots Husband Taking Wedding Ring off When He Leaves Home, Follows Him Once – Story of the Day

April 22, 2024

Solider Forgets His Bride After Returning from the Army – Story of the Day

January 22, 2024

I Checked into a Hotel and Found Out My Husband Was There Too, but with Someone Else

April 29, 2024

Golddigger Goes on a Date for Quick Money and Falls into a Trap – Story of the Day

February 13, 2024

Before Disembarking Plane, Pilot Notices Last Passenger inside Who Is a Carbon Copy of Him – Story of the Day

March 01, 2024

Father Forbids His Son to Become a Dancer, Gets Sudden Call from Hospital Later — Story of the Day

May 12, 2024

Little Son Goes to Widowed Mom’s Boss to Ask for a Day Off, Next Day Boss Meets Her with Bouquet – Story of the Day

May 08, 2024

3 Unpredictable Stories Where People Learn the Shocking Truth about Their Neighbors

April 03, 2024

30 Waiters and Waitresses Share Shocking Stories of Their Worst Customers

February 01, 2024

3 Stories About Dirty Cheaters Whose Betrayals Are Discovered in the Most Unexpected Ways

March 12, 2024

My Mother Put Me up for Sale — Story of the Day

January 26, 2024

I Found out My Wife Was Leading a Double Life after I Saw Her Payment Statement – Story of the Day

April 10, 2024

Millionaire Demolishes Old Man’s House, Unexpectedly Sees His Childhood Photo among Ruins — Story of the Day

May 12, 2024

I’m 51 and I Fell in Love with My Best Friend’s 33-Year-Old Son — My Story

March 02, 2024