The Note

Moving from town to town in my childhood it felt nice to finally settle down. Having a husband and a place to call home. This was a very small town where everyone knew each others business, no one can keep a secret for very long. That's how I found out there was another woman.

I've had a successful career and so has my husband. We are both well known writers and couldn't be happier. At least that's what we would have you believe. I like that word, believe. It's ironic that the word lie is embedded in its core. Most of the things we believe to be true turn out to be lies. Truths accepted by the entire world can even turn out to be false. The Earth is round not flat, the Earth is also not the center of the universe. I feel that sometimes people still forget that fact. You and your problems are irrelevant, everything you do is irrelevant. Nothing you do will matter. Whether it's trying to be the best wife anyone could wish for or beating cancer for the third time in your life. In the end the nothingness will consume you.

For ten long years I have been fighting for my life, and for six of those years he has broken his vows to me. Despite the overwhelming evidence against him I still believed him to be in love with me. Maybe not as much as I love him but close enough that it did not matter. It wasn't until I passed this last Thanksgiving alone that I knew I was holding him back from being truly happy.

I live in constant pain from my illness and I suffer alone. Even as he stands beside me I still feel like the only one in the room. The empty gestures, the listlessness in his eyes when he looks at me and the constant glances at the clock are like daggers in my heart. Still, I love him so. Call me what you will but the love I have for him is unlike any other.

With the life I have led I have only one regret, getting ill. Had it not been for that I would have had a fairytale ending. Due to the stress and heavy burden I became he sought comfort in another. I remember when he looked at me like I was the only one in the world. Now I can only hope he looks at her the same. My illness has ravaged my eyes and I cannot see the way I used to. But blind I am not and that is why I do this.

Your fans will not know what happened and your reputation will remain intact. Live your life the way you want to and be happy. Thanksgiving was grim enough, I would rather you spend this Christmas with the one you truly love. This is my last gift to you.