I wrote to you about 10 months ago and you published it. It was The OW has abs of steel.
I just wanted to write to you and tell you that I truly believed I’d never get over him. He took me for the biggest metaphorical spin on the dance floor. I was smitten with him and for years I overlooked his cheating, porn, Russian websites, physical abuse and hot and cold behaviour.
I have cried every night for years and often worried about myself for feeling so obsessed with him and like no one would come close to making me feel like he does. I was so in love.
Today I write to you to say:
I continue to raise my challenging son alone. He has non-verbal autism, can be quite destructive and needs to be watched 24/7. But I ace at this. Even though he can’t talk he looks at me like I’m the most incredible human in this world.
I’m kicking covid-19 goals. Although working at home is so challenging with my son, I’m having my chance to shine. Management are finally seeing my creative and problem-solving skill set and my ability to organise and designate. It’s been amazing for my confidence.
Even though I’m so exhausted I’m giving my time to my friends and rebuilding strong relationships.
Guess what? I’ve now got ABS! Yep, you heard me. Abs of steel. And toned legs, bottom, arms and healthy looking skin.
Lastly and most importantly… I reached a place I truly believed was a myth in my world. I reached meh!
Thank you so much CL for publishing my post last year. Your words and the support of Chump Nation gave me the backbone I thought I didn’t have.
(Not so) Insecure Chump
Dear MIGHTY Chump,
What a wonderful Tuesday letter! (Tuesday, to the newbies, is the day the pain stops. I don’t know which Tuesday it is, but I know yours is out there.) Thank you for the mightiness dispatch!
I’m in awe of you. Homeschooling a special needs son while teaching others online? (I gleaned from your first letter than you’re a school teacher.) Damn straight you have creative, problem-solving, organizational skills!
AND abs of steel?! Way to go! That takes a lot of concentrated effort and determination. Most of us are quarantining with carbs and Netflix lethargy.
Isn’t it amazing all the energy and time to be found when you’re not mourning a fuckwit?
I really appreciate the Meh reports. Unlike unicorns, which disappear into the misty forest, and cannot be caught (unless you’re a virgin and lay your head on its lap and pay $399 to affair-proof your marriage) — Meh abides. It’s solid. You build on it every day, until one day you’ve got rock hard resiliency.
Today (Tuesday), I’d love to hear CN’s meh dispatches, and a big round of celebration for Mighty (Not so insecure) Chump!