I'm always fond of saying, "I'd rather know the truth, even if it is ugly, than to just keep wondering. The scenarios I can create in my head are always worse than reality ever is. I just want to know the truth."
Reading through this, I just proved myself a liar. I feel infinitely worse than I did when this new thread started. As I read that text message, my stomach dropped--I actually felt it--like it had a lead ball in it. I felt physically ill and my heart started beating out of control.
It was akin to watching a horror movie. You know the bad guys are in there and you want to scream at the unwitting victim, "No, don't go in!" But they can't hear you and it's lost in a tangle of time and space. Saddest to me was her response to Tammy (I have so many things I'm saying in my head about that disgusting beast, words my mother chided me that ladies should never use on other ladies) where it was clear that Heather was afraid, but was handling the situation classily, trying to disentangle herself as delicately as possible. It's clear that she was through with the relationship and met with him only to gracefully put it to bed and help him through his own emotional turmoil, as well-formed people do. But they couldn't let her escape. They were always more obsessed with her than she was invested with Sidney. Always. They put more stock into it than she did and they couldn't let her go.
I'm sorry for rambling, but I feel utterly heartbroken and exhausted with this new info.
My heart breaks for the Elvis family. Just being in there and not...I'm going to snip myself before I go further, but suffice it to say, they are the strongest people in the world and my heart is completely broken for theirs.