Friends and friends of friends who have read my troubles, and who witnessed my pain ask me, "Why don't you just push it out there. Tell everything, every little secret. Secrets don't matter anymore after you break up."
I gave this great thought. She was beyond mean, she was cruel. Watching her glow from other men is just as bad as walking in on you guys. Hell, pull a Norbit and tell he how bad you will hurt me for knowing while your at it. You had sex with my friends. You brought other men into my house and screwed them in my son's room when nobody was home (another story, for another day). Why should I hold back from what I disclose to potential boyfriends, old curious friends, ex boyfriends, potential employers to see. Your name is not common very - easy to find your associations to the Optimist Club, past Towson State projects... and now this - all with a simple search of Dara DeBus Phoenix, MD for anyone who wants to know.
My conclusion: Integrity. She didn't keep her end of the deal doesn't necessarily release me from my end. The objective to this is not to humiliate, but to inform people of things they might need to know and what was done - not her secrets. She shouldn't be angry at this though, after all she told me on a number of times she didn't care what I said and that it was not big deal. If she is to be angered by it, she will be just as angry with or without including personal secrets - ture. But I still hold my integrety.
There are many out there who can take one look at me and just know when I'm speaking the truth. Integrity is like an aire around you that many can perceive. I wish to preserve that aire and that is my election. This holds true to other attributes, too.
Je t'aime idiot
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