Broken – WTAF!? Pt. 1

For the first week Hailey was super sweet to me. Every morning. “Good Morning Handsome.” Every night… “Tell me about your night.” She knew I was going through hell.


Broken is a story that is best read Chronologically to start from the beginning – Prologue

For the first week right after Hailey was super sweet to me. Every morning. “Good Morning Handsome.” Every night… “Tell me about your night.” She knew I was going through hell.

We met out a few times, I met a friend of hers. It was like you could see the light at the end of the tunnel. My first weekend away had come. I decided to go and get a hotel room. I needed to get out of the house desperately. So of course I invited Hailey. But only made plans with her for one night despite having the entire weekend booked. I was iffy about the second one. I wanted to go back and see the kids. I wanted to show them I would return every time I was away. But I was uncertain about what I would be walking into.

So that first night we would meet at the bar and she texted that she had a late lunch and order when I got there and don’t worry about her. I said ok. But did remember that night she was upset we didn’t have dinner. I never liked the different rules she had for me that she would never live up to herself. But this night I didn’t care.

She came to sit with me at the bar. And I was so happy. She sat next to me, this gorgeous woman who I was in love with. We were both euphoric. Even though she had her period and sex was unlikely. It was amazing. We laughed we had fun. We drank. I went upstairs called the kids to say goodnight and she patiently waited.

We jumped into bed like a couple it was amazing. I think I already said that, well too bad, it was. We popped open our computers and I showed her some apartments I was going to look at. Then I helped her fill out a form for her daughter for a field trip (surprisingly silly complicated). We could have ended the night there and I would have been happy. But of course I went and got a towel and we fucked anyways. Then she took a shower and so did I. We even slept well together that night. The next morning she said can I come back tonight? I said ok. Just let me get through today and I will call you on the way back to the hotel

We both went home. I had to go and see the kids the plan was to take them to breakfast. I walked in the door and had no idea what I was walking into. It was a shit storm. My youngest was up crying about me not being there. I was fucking devastated. But to top it off my wife was just bullshit at me. She even crossed a line in front of the kids. I never thought she would ever. 6 hours of more piece of shit talk and damage control. It was the second worse day in the aftermath. I went back to the hotel a beaten man. But before I stopped at my moms. I always stopped to tell her what was going on just in case shit really went sideways. She was my lifeline.

On the way back I called Hailey. She was pissed. I told her what happened. She didn’t care. “I have been waiting in my coat for hours.” I apologized. Seriously what the fuck was I apologizing for? My life was blowing apart I told her how unstable things were and to go about her day as I was unsure what would happen. It was only 6:30PM. I asked can you come now? She said no I am tired. It felt like punishment. She even gave me a jab about going to my moms instead of to her. We did talk on the phone for a bit and she came down off her annoyance and became supportive again. Why can’t we just have just a small stretch of time where there is no drama…?

Author: Matt

Hi, I’m Matt. Just your average uneventful guy. Dedicated Dad, emapth, and nurturer. Going through something I couldn’t possible ever thought possible. My story is called Broken. About an affair at the end of a long marriage and how ultimately I experienced the worst heartbreak of my life. It's honest, raw, and a little bit entertaining. I hope to share my story so people can learn while being therapeutic for myself.

6 thoughts on “Broken – WTAF!? Pt. 1”

  1. “Why can’t we just have just a small stretch of time where there is no drama…?”
    I think you know the answer to that question by now, my friend.
    Drama is who she is.
    But, I am thinking that perhaps because you had been alone and neglected both emotionally and physically for so long…and she made you feel ALIVE…. that you were willing to engage with her anyhow, hoping it might turn out differently…

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  2. Nora said it all, but for me, Hailey’s behaviour here is her showing her true colours in their entirety. ‘I have been waiting in my coat for hours!’ Oh my goodness, what a calamity! I would have asked her if she had forgotten how to take it off! Silly woman.
    This was about so much more than drama scene for her, she was entirely affronted that you had put her third in the equation of your life wreck. I’m glad you had your mum to turn to, I’m glad you were not solely reliant on Hailey for support.
    I just built a wall with all the bricks she made me spit!
    ((((HUGS)))) Matt.

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  3. Wow! I have no words…. well I do but they are not lady like to say. I truly feel like James wasn’t the only narcissist in that marriage. Beyond selfish and hurtful with what you just went through. I give you a lot of credit for staying on the phone with her, sending many hugs

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