Dear Ms. Home wrecker I know you tried to ruin my marriage but you failed. I know you meet him at a Daiquiri shop about three months ago. You both were drunk and exchanged phone numbers. You begin calling and texting each other. I know you even tried to offer him advice about our relationship. Then turn around and ask him what his plan with you is. I know you told him you would break us up, and he cursed you out. I know the moment he decided to break it off, you told him you would tell me. I know you begged him to take you out, but he wouldn’t. I know you bought him shoes, clothes, and watches but, he didn’t accept. I know the moment you saw a picture of me, you knew you didn’t stand a chance. You even told him, “I know I’m not your type of woman” after you saw that picture. I know you meet him at the Daiquiri again with your sister and her husband and introduced him as your boyfriend. I know he stopped you and said, “I’m not her boyfriend” and you gave him a horrible look. Did you really think he would leave me for you? The day we spoke with each other you acted as if you didn’t know about me. || You said he has clothes at your house; you don’t have a daughter and yall slept together. The things a woman will say when she wants to be with another woman’s husband. I have realized me and my husband may have taken each other for granted, but we are working on that; and I have decided to forgive my husband because we all make mistakes. I will also have to forgive you, but not because you deserve it. I have to forgive so I can move on and have peace. I almost feel sorry for you. Home wreckers are women with low self-esteem, who was never taught self respect, women who purposely pursue one who is already in a relationship. Even though you wished me good luck, I now know it’s you who need good luck. Whenever you decide to get married it’s this thing called “karma” you will get what you deserve.