In looking over Tom's cell phone call logs, I have found much truth. It has been a cathartic process as well as enlightening, maddening and, most of all, sad.
Tom's cell phone records show that every month for the last eight (as far back as the online records go) Tom made an average of 140 calls a month to his girlfriend. She rarely called him, and when she did? It was always a minute after he'd called her. I've extrapolated that she didn't call him out of the blue because it might
I thought Incould put all of this behind us and Tom and Incould go back to the way it was. How naive. It's been very difficult for the last three days. I've never been cheated on in my life, that I know of, it's so unsettling. Truth is that once a partner breaks trust, the relationship can hardly be the same.
And because of my personal health situation, I consider it an even greater break of trust. A complete lack of morality that is hard to shake.
I'd been suspecting it since last fall. Tonight I couldn't hold it in any longer. I told Tom I knew he was seeing someone else. It's a lady he met at the village walking track. I met her one time in fall at a beer tasting event.
Funny the things that tip off a woman. First, he lost weight. Started letting his hair grow hippy length. Bought some new clothes. All things that may cause a woman to go, "Hmmmm..."