And… publish. ‘Hey, Jude’ went live. I suppose it was kind of like one of those things I just had to do. Tell my side of the story – finally.
When I left Kurt, and consequentially, my military friendships, I never got to say, ‘This is why I’m leaving.’ Weeks after I left, and returned to Sydney, I heard whispers that he informed our friends that I had left because I “couldn’t handle being a military partner”. I spread the word as best I could that he, in fact, cheated on me. That’s why I left. I didn’t choose this. This wasn’t what I wanted.
However, like many people who were friendly with Officer Kurt, they placed him on a pedestal, and I was deemed a liar. According to his friends, and even his parents, I left because, after four years of moving around and doing long-distance, I apparently couldn’t handle the ups and down of military life. What could I do? My word against his. So, I cut ties with all bar one or two military wives and moved on with my life. As best as I could.
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It took me a year to get over it. It took me a good year to find my feet again and get over the distrust. Come June this year, it will have been five years since I moved back to Sydney. Five years since I’ve been in a relationship that’s lasted any longer than three months. And, yes, I certainly do wonder if Kurt is one of the reasons for this. He changed me – partly for better, partly for worse.
Five years on, I know little about Kurt. But, I know enough. I know enough to know I dodged a bullet. He ruined me for a little while there, but I’m okay now. I am certain, however, that he would have ruined me for life if I had forgiven him and stayed. It would have been the worst decision I ever made. This is how I know: Hey, Jude: The Aftermath.
NOVEMBER 2016. 4 YEARS. 5 MONTHS. SINCE THE BREAKUP.
And… publish. ‘Hey, Jude’ went live. Within twenty-four hours my article was shared unknowingly on social media and online news publications. I guess so many people can relate to a cheating ex-partner. In the midst of the article being shared across social media platforms, I received an email. An email from a woman named, Karli*. A woman I had never heard of, yet she knew of me. She knew of me four and half years ago. And so, when I turned up on her television screen all these years later, divulging in private details about my cheating military ex-boyfriend, she instantly recognised me. However, it would be another seven months until she would reach out. It wouldn’t be until she read, Hey, Jude that Karli felt the need to contact me.