How can I be reasonable? I know I couldn’t justify my actions for all you know I used to be the other woman. Yes, I am a mistress. I am that woman who hides in the darkest alley to meet someone else. I am that shadow that lurks underneath the moon to kiss a man I must not. I am hated by legal wives for I destroy the foundation of their families. I am a church’s enemy for I violated one of God’s commandments. I am an outcast, who should not be understood and accepted. I don’t have any place for I don’t know where to place myself. I am who I am, someone who makes wrong decisions, someone who is overpowered by my emotions, someone who is weak and troubled, but no one will take a move to stand by me.
I am not gathering all the words to rectify the mistake I have made. I am already judged and no matter how things will turn out, I am guilty. I’ve hurt many women by stealing away their man. In return, I’ve been slapped in public places, doomed in every prayer and killed in every thought. I know how you hate me but no matter how I try to explain, in the end, you’ll still get the people’s side for you will always be the victim of this situation. Well, who would even dare try to stand behind me? Of course, other mistresses will come to rescue me. Only then the society will realize that we’ve formed our own society which grows bigger every day. It only shows that no marriage is ever safe.
You know, it’s not really about who wins in every verbal wrangling, whose words remain firm in times of heated argument, whose manners stand out in times of slapping scenes, whose lines crush a soul… it’s about who gets the sympathy. I lose. I know. I don’t ask for your understanding because amidst the odds and ends, I am a man’s mistake.
My biggest mistake,
After all that has been said and done, I am still a woman – vulnerable and is always waiting to love and be loved… and I will continue to find for it, in embraces of the wrong and right man.