Just a note to say TWC will be on a bit of a holiday hiatus. This will allow the coffers of confessions to re-build (almost out, if you can believe it) and me to go and actually do some holiday shopping for my own husband. Let's just say that I was not "on top" of the whole holiday season this year.
I want to thank you all for helping to make TWC the modest Internet success that it has become. An idea that I had to avoid my impending move to Canada has succeeded beyond my wildest dreams or inclinations. Clearly, it tapped into something that was bigger than me, the multifacted love ( and sometimes not so lovely) feelings that arise from relationships.
Others have said it, and I echo it. I don't feel alone. I read the confessions as they come in - Some I understand, some I don't quite understand - but through them all I recognize that women need a place to say these things. I understand that saying them purges something, and serves the purpose of "confession". This isn't "confession" in the Judeo-Christian sense of the word. No one is seeking absolution here. No one is getting a number of "Our Fathers" and "Hail Mary's" to say. I prefer the Latin root, which would be to publicly declare. To publicly declare that our lives, our marriages, our homes - aren't perfect. That we make sacrifices - deep sacrifices - to maintain an image, a myth of the perfect happily ever after. That we do this with old lovers, or current lovers, rattling around in our heads. That some are married to men who aren't interested in sex. That some have husbands with addictions, tolerate abuse in both physical and verbal manifestations - and that often? You wouldn't know Them from Us.
We also know that there are wonderful men in our lives. Men whose kindness and consideration blows us away. Men, for whom, their greatest fault is never putting the damn toilet seat down. Men who make time for their children and share the parenting duties equally. Men who are passionate lovers concerned with their partners pleasure, who look at a woman they have been with for years and still have that leap in their heart.
That both sets of these men can exist in the same man.
So, I say again, Thank you. For reading, for contributing, for laughing, for your anger and indignation, for your words of support to unknown women.
TWC will be back after Christmas. I know you will have some fabulous confessions to send in over the next several days. I know I already have written a few to throw in!