HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME

Okay,

so the second we came back from Aspen,

it was like he changed again into his old horrible self, but much worse.

He was rude, he was distant, he did not want to see me all the time.

It was the craziest thing, and he was behaving strange.

So many people asked me, but did you guys have a fight?

Did anything happen?

Because you guys were in this honeymoon and asking dancers?

No.

I kept asking him, what's going on?

Why are you so distant?

What's wrong?

And he would look me straight in the eye and tell me it was just business.

He needed money.

He was super stressed out.

He needed to close a big deal.

Plus, his American wife was all over him demanding more money, threatening to divorce him before his green card arrived.

So he kept saying, it's stress, it's stress, it's stress.

You need to be patient.

You need to to be patient, you need to calm down.

But

every time I was with him,

some woman would call.

Always the same woman.

We were sleeping together in his apartment.

This woman would call like 10.30 at night.

We were having lunch, this woman would call.

Whatever, whenever we were together, this woman would call.

I knew by looking at the name when she called, she was the sister of a lady that lived in Miami and was dating some guy that owned a beer company or something that he was trying to do business with.

So I looked at him straightforward and I said, Well, why is this woman calling you?

Is there something going on?

And he would yell at me and say, Of course not, you're crazy.

She lives in Brazil.

She doesn't even live here in Miami.

She's a business contact for me to do business with this beer guy.

Period.

It's just business.

He would look me straight in the eye.

he would swear in the name of his kids that it was just business again and again and again so fine I believed him I was thinking wow there is no way he's interested in somebody else after our dream vacation to Aspen there is no way it's just stress waiting for this green card it's just stress because he doesn't have money right now

So I just kept thinking, okay, things are going to get better.

Things are going to get better.

It's just a matter of a few weeks until he gets his green card.

Things are going get better

to this day.

I honestly have no idea how he managed to look me in the eyes time and time again,

the whole month of January, the whole month of February, and then finally, March 6th, when it was my birthday, all hell broke loose.

And

anyways,

I found out about everything the worst possible way, the worst possible day on my birthday.

His birthday was a few days before February 27th.

He took me to this great business meeting, then we went back to my place for our usual insanely fabulous sex.

Then I took him to an all-afternoon long, really, really nice lunch at a steakhouse that he loved.

My treat.

Then at night he told me he just wanted to be quiet at home and celebrate with his kids at home because he didn't want to upset the American lady that he married.

So he was just going to be quiet with his kids at home.

So I'm like, okay, great.

We had a wonderful day.

Happy birthday.

Love you.

See you tomorrow.

See you in a few days.

So by the time it was his birthday, February 27th, I'm thinking, oh, everything is fine.

I was just going crazy that he was

having anything remotely personal with this lady that's all the way down in Brazil.

So, okay, my birthday, March 6th, he shows up early afternoon with a gorgeous vase of red roses

and told me he was going to have to take some businessmen to dinner, the super important Colombians he was trying to close this huge deal with, and I should understand.

Of course, I was disappointed.

It was my birthday.

I had made dinner reservations for us at a really nice place, and of course, I was hoping we would spend the whole night together.

But he insisted he had this business dinner, and it was very important to him.

And he would make it up to me on Sunday once the Colombians left.

So we spent the entire afternoon together having fantastic sex in my apartment.

So by the time he left, at the end of the day, I was thinking, okay, my birthday is more than

well celebrated.

I was with him and I'm fine.

I'm just going to have some quiet dinner at home.

I invited some close friends and that was it.

So I cooked dinner with some close friends and stay home.

It's my birthday.

I was happy that I spent a day with him, and I was actually hopeful, thinking all his meeting is going to go great.

And in a few days, he's going to have money, he's going to have his green card, and we're going to have a very peaceful, beautiful year, just like we talked so much in Aspen.

Okay, but around 10 p.m., I'm sitting at home finishing dinner with my friends.

I get a message on my Instagram from someone I knew, and I just froze.

This person basically sends me a text and a picture of him and the woman that had been calling him, plus another couple.

All four of them having dinner at one of the places we used to go to all the time.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

I just had to go see it for myself.

I grabbed my purse and I grabbed the flowers.

I drove all the way to the restaurant, which was like 35 minutes away.

When I got there, I saw that they were having dinner together.

And this was the one time in my life that I completely lost my core.

I'm usually a super calm, super collected person, very peaceful.

I hate fights, I hate arguments, I hate yelling, I hate screaming, but I really lost it.

I just looked at him and I yelled.

I mean, I screamed, how could you do this to me?

I looked at this woman and I asked her, Are you leaving on Sunday, by the way?

And she's looking at me like pretty much she has that face.

What the fuck is going on?

And she tells me, I'm leaving Sunday.

I'm going back to Brazil.

And I looked at him and I said, so that's why you wanted to celebrate with me on Sunday.

I just couldn't believe my eyes.

I tried to show my cell phone to her, show show our messages and everything, but he grabbed my hand, stepped so hard on my foot, it stopped me, and she didn't even move.

She wasn't interested in finding out the truth.

She wasn't interested in finding out who I was.

There was a glass of water, half empty.

That was the only thing left on the table, and I threw on him.

I was so furious.

I was so devastated.

I was in complete, complete shock that he could do this to me.

I just left and I drove back home crying and crying, thinking, I can't believe this is my birthday present

to find out that the man I loved more than anyone ever was just lying to me the entire time, cheating on me, really only interested in me as probably another business deal and nothing more.

It just didn't sink in, it just didn't add up.

Because I kept thinking he was living this double life, seeing me during the day, entertaining this woman sometimes, for her to go back to Brazil.

And then I was thinking, so if I didn't find out, she would leave on Sunday and we would just carry on as usual, we would move in together, we would stay together.

What the hell?

I mean, I asked him so many times.

And the funny thing is, I just hope you guys understand it wasn't just, it wasn't, it wasn't the cheating, because I know men cheat, I know men do stupid things, but it was the complexity,

the complex city, if that is even a word, of the lie and and the scheme, and how he kept looking me in the eye, and we were making plans, and he would tell me that everything was going great.

And on the other hand, he's entertaining this lady

to this day.

I tell you guys from the bottom of my heart, I have no idea why he didn't just tell me the truth all the times I asked.

I have no idea why in the world he felt like hooking up with someone else right after our incredible trip to Aspen.

I have no idea if he was planning to stay with both of us if I didn't find out anything.

I have no idea if he was just having some fun and once she left he would just move on with me.

I really, really don't know and I still can't believe he did this to me and I can't believe he did this to me on my birthday.

Of course it's a day we want to feel special, but he did.

And I never really got an explanation.

He sent me a few emails, a few texts after that,

and all he would say is, I can't believe you showed showed up at the restaurant.

I can't believe you embarrassed me in front of my friends.

I can't believe you did this to me, like if I was doing something wrong to him.

But I really, really don't know why.

He just did it.

And the end of the story is

a little sad.