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You left your husband, you packed your bags and let everyone know you could do better so if you could please remind your friends and yourself this occasionally I’d appreciate it.
I understand that no mother wants another woman around their child, sharing special moments, braiding their hair, reading them bedside stories. No mother wants their child to fall in love with a woman who represents what was their world.
I am sick and tired though of you, your friends and family treating me poorly. You were divorced for three years before I came along and separated for four. I asked my partner again and again had he done everything in his power to try and make your relationship work for the sake of your child.
He assured me you’d left him, you’d done marriage counselling, you even tried again and that failed. So I’m not sure what you thought would happen. Did you think he would always be yours?
I came into this world and embraced your daughter. I kissed her goodnight while looking at photos of you and the day she was born. I sat at the table while she told stories about you and her dad, about wedding photos you show her now and then.
I comment on how beautiful you are while she would make jokes about how her (a seven-year-old) and I are practically the same age despite me being 28. I smiled as she let me know how funny her mum and friends found my car, how silly I danced in a debutante video they found.
I walk down the street where grown women find it acceptable to stop your daughter and have entire conversations without acknowledging me. Women who walk off when I arrive at barbecues as if I’m a home wrecker, who ask my partner how you’re doing as I am standing next to him.