It makes my heart hurt. To have been doubted. To have been dismissed as jealous and possessive when I spoke to what I saw or heard, and knew in my heart to be true.
It hurts he would think of me this way. It hurts to think I should have told him what he wanted to hear. And when I didn’t; labeled as something I am not, dismissed out of hand and tossed aside.
Shouldn’t I feel better about it all now that I was right? Shouldn’t I feel some joy that validation?
I think it sucks.
I am sad for all involved.
I am sad to have not stood firmly on what I knew to be true in the first place.
I am sad to have not trusted myself in this and instead, looked for some hidden reason I might be manipulative, jealous, possessive, mean, selfish, uncaring, ungracious….
Still, right now, I would rather have found out I was wrong because this is hurting him more.