Fiance's diary
Posted Mar 2, 2011 by anonymous | 227 views | 0 comments
De profundis... I read my fiance's diary. She slept with my best friend a couple of years ago. All of my friends knew about this. I didn't. This is a terrible knowledge to have. I wish I could go back to not knowing. I read it several times, hoping I read it wrong, wishing that I had never seen what I saw, but 'I slept with xxx', written in her distinctive handwriting, is now burned in my brain. I felt light headed and nearly threw up when I first saw it. Then I had insomnia and I couldn't tell her, or anyone, why. It's been months and I'm still extremely depressed. I know it's my puishment for reading her diary. Karma is a bitch. In doing this i've sown the seeds of my world's destruction. Either my finance or my best friend, perhaps both, will eventually have to be out of my life for I fear that I'm not a strong enough person to handle this. I've learned a bitter lesson. Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa...
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