I am quite speechless for once. This was the mail waiting for me when I got back tonight.I just can't work out how to feel about it.
Well, you seem to forget all the NASTY things you have said
also. I have heard more than enough I hate you's over the years.
You have been wholly inconsistent throughout. You threw me out and
changed the locks (of MY house)
so I COULDN'T return. I have suffered the humiliation of picking the
kids up at the top of my drive, from my Mother's and then when it suits
you, its back down the drive, in the house, have a coffee etc. Followed
the very next day by - your stuff is on the lawn, come and get it!
Its the constant changing of mind, the inconsistency ("we cant go to
Ibiza because the lawyer says so,we're staying here, no! we're off to
London, I'll have to lump it and pay the school fees even though you
don't want to interrupt their schooling")
Everything you have ever done is because you love me-bollocks! You have
had a lovely life with me,
I was consistently, loving, giving, patient, understanding etc etc but
eventually I went out the house
with one too many fleas in my ear and the spell was broken. I hung on,
I really did
I really hoped we could move forward amicably. Of course I still love
you, but not in the romantic
way you want. That's gone now. You are as culpable as me for that
demise. We have two fantastic
children to bring up, and we need to do that with them in mind, not
ourselves. One thing we surely still agree on is their welfare.
Everything that is decided for them from now on needs to be thought out
properly. I will never agree to them living in London. I have spent my
whole life staying away from
there. I want them to grow up where the air is fresh.
The thing about birthday presents or any other kind of giving, is that
the giving is its own reward.
You don't bitch about how it is received. I appreciated your efforts
but they were still a lot about you
- "the healing..", "I'm Moving On Up...." , Bent etc. Kooks and Smells
Like Teen Spirit got me though.
That said, I don't think you should upset someone on their birthday,
and all the calls and texts only
spoilt the day.
I have worked my bollocks off for years to get the things you seem to
take for granted. I bought the
big house in Gosforth, I made the house in Ibiza happen when everyone
else gave up. I provided
and I never once made an issue about it. You did have all your constant
holiday plans taken care
of and everything else you wanted. I got inconsistent mood swings, no
passion and for every I love
you, a flea was waiting around the corner.
All I'll say about gold digging Katherine is that she has never asked
me for anything. She has not
moved in with me and has no intention of doing so. (Be careful, here
because when we met, I was the
one with the house etc and you had no problems with all that). I am
certainly not interested in any gossip
about her or slurs on her character.
I know I have hurt you and I am sorry. I also was hurt.
It would be fantastic if we could go forward as friends and support
each other with whatever happens next. I fear the worst now though and
should the gloves come off, which I sincerely hope they do not,
remember, I am a fighter.