My Husband Yelled at My Birthday Party That I Was Too Old to Want \u2014 My Friend Took Revenge on My Behalf When Emma\u2019s husband, Mike, makes fun of her age in public, the celebration for her 57th birthday takes a terrible turn. As her best friend defends Emma by disclosing a fact that leaves Emma and the other guests stunned, tensions rise.\n
My fifty-seventh birthday was yesterday, and I really enjoy being this age\u2014contrary to popular belief. I am confident in my identity, have nothing to prove, and embrace every wrinkle and gray hair that I have.It could have saved a lot of pain if my husband Mike felt the same way.Mike has recently developed a habit of making fun of my age whenever he can. He seems to believe that he is a stand-up comedian.He\u2019ll say, \u201cOh, Emma, did you forget your dentures?\u201d and then laugh incessantly. Yes, Mike, you\u2019re quite original. However, I was adamant that he not ruin my birthday. I got a new outfit, decorated the house, and asked all my friends around. I was giddy with anticipation until Mike barked.He looked at me incredulously and said, \u201cYou really think you can pull that off?\u201d I shot back, trying not to allow him come close to me. \u201cOf course I can.\u201d Mike shook his head and laughed. \u201cMaybe we should get you checked out for dementia since you\u2019re clearly losing touch with reality.\u201d\n
His remarks pierced my heart like a knife. I intended to respond with something scathing, but I ran out of words. The doorbell rang then. Karen, my closest friend, arrived first. After Mike insulted me, she gave me the confidence boost I needed by praising my clothing right away.As the other guests trickled in, the home erupted with laughing and conversation. Greeting everybody and ensuring they had refreshments, I was in my element. Naturally, though, Mike had to put a stop to things.\u201cDo you truly think that wine is something you should be drinking, Emma? Isn\u2019t it time for you to go to bed?\u201d He spoke up so that everyone could hear. There were a few uneasy chuckles, but for the most part there was awkward stillness.I forced a smile through my clinched jaw. \u201cI\u2019ll manage, Mike.\u201d I attempted to ignore him during the celebration, but he persisted.Are you planning to consume that cake? He replied, \u201cDo you really want to be old and fat?\u201d as I went to grab a slice.It was everything I could do not to yell at him. As the evening wore on, Mike\u2019s remarks became more offensive, feeling like small jabs to my heart. Emma, you\u2019re too old to dance.\n
I was swaying to the music when he said, \u201cYou might break a hip.\u201d The pitiful expressions in my friends\u2019 eyes caused my blood to boil.\u201cCut it out!\u201d Mike got a hiss from me. \u201cWhy are you being such a jerk?\u201dMike\u2019s expression flushed. He shouted, \u201cI\u2019m giving you a reality check.\u201d \u201cEmma, you\u2019re too old for me! You\u2019re too old to act this way and too gorgeous! Why don\u2019t you simply acknowledge it?\u201d The space became quiet. My cheeks burned, and I had a feeling that something had collapsed beneath me. Karen moved forward, eyes blazing, before I could say anything. \u201cOh, too old for you, right?\u201d Slicing through the tension was Karen\u2019s voice. \u201cBut aren\u2019t YOU the one who can\u2019t do anything in bed without your pills?\u201d Mike went purple. I was taken aback. How was that known to her? I kept it from her.Karen continued. It\u2019s accurate, everyone. Mike here needs to take a little blue tablet before he performs. You know how I learned about it, too? After Karen said, \u201cBecause he cheated on Emma with my friend, Linda,\u201d The guests let out a collective gasp. I noticed the astonishment and bewilderment on their expressions as I turned to glance around. As I attempted to take in what Karen was saying, my heart raced. Linda appeared to wish she could just vanish as she stood in the corner. She was a younger woman who frequently visited our social group. I was struck with betrayal like a ton of bricks. Mike\u2019s statement hit me like a slap in the face while I was still reeling.\u201cShut your pie hole!\u201d Mike\u2019s expression twisted with shame and rage. \u201cYou can\u2019t just ruin my reputation like this!\u201d At last, I discovered my voice. \u201cYour standing? How about mine? What about the years I\u2019ve endured of humiliation and mockery at your hands?\u201d Even though my voice was shaking, I felt stronger as I spoke. Something had broken inside of me. I glanced around the room and noticed my friends\u2019 support. It offered me the self-assurance I required to speak up. \u201cI\u2019m done with your cruelty and your lies.\u201d I stabbed Mike with my finger. \u201cYou wish to make me feel unattractive and outdated? Here\u2019s a shocking revelation: I feel more alive and energetic when you\u2019re not pulling me down.\u201d Mike was stunned and stood there.\n
I spotted Linda trying to slink out of sight. I inhaled deeply before approaching her.\u201cLinda, I don\u2019t know why you did what you did, but I hope it was worth it.\u201d Without uttering a word, she simply glanced at the ground before quickly closing the door. I turned to look at everyone again, and the room stayed silent. I experienced a wave of release. There by my side was Karen, the constant rock. \u201cCome with me, Emma. You\u2019re done having to put up with this,\u201d she exclaimed. \u201cYou can\u2019t talk to me like that and just leave!\u201d Mike yanked my arm with a crack.I turned to face him, adrenaline pumping through my veins. It was long overdue for me to put him in his place, and I felt stronger than ever. \u201cI\u2019m done with you, Mike,\u201d I said. \u201cI refuse to let you continue to bring me down. I\u2019m going to part ways with you.\u201d Like a fish out of water, Mike\u2019s mouth opened and closed, but nothing came out. His face was a mask of shock and wrath, but it was all insignificant now. My life was no longer controlled by his opinion.After Karen wrapped her arm around me, we moved in the direction of the door. My other friends started to get together and support us with encouraging comments. But Mike was far from finished. \u201cYou\u2019ll regret this!\u201d He called out to me. \u201cThere won\u2019t be another old hag like you. You\u2019re going to be homeless.\u201d \u201cActually, since the cabin is in my name, the worst that\u2019ll happen to me is I\u2019ll end up on a permanent holiday,\u201d I shot back over my shoulder, laughing.The burden of years of suffering appeared to disappear from my shoulders as we left the celebration.\n
Karen\u2019s automobile held all of us while we traveled to my favorite restaurant. It never occurred to me that there would be one last surprise for me. The aroma of delectable food, cozy lighting, and soothing music welcomed us as soon as we entered. The mood lightened as soon as we found a comfortable booth and settled in. \u201cTo Emma,\u201d raised her glass Karen exclaimed. \u201cTo new beginnings and to never letting anyone dull our sparkle!\u201dI grinned, experiencing a sensation of warmth that was unrelated to the wine. There\u2019s no denying that Mike\u2019s treachery hurt. It was a wake-up call, though. I became aware of how fortunate I was as I looked about at my pals. I had the courage to break out and start over because of their love and support. Karen interrupted my thoughts by leaning over. \u201cPenny for your thoughts?\u201d I laughed. \u201cJust reflecting on my gratitude. For all of us, including you. for at last having the guts to defend my own interests.\u201dShe gave me a kind grin. Emma, you\u2019ve always have that bravery. All you required was a little reminder.\u201d At that moment, the restaurant door opened, and a tall, dignified-looking man with gentle eyes entered. He looked around, saw our bunch of people having fun, and waved to us. Karen returned the wave. Karen saw me staring at him as he made his way to the bar and gave me a gentle prod.\u201cWho\u2019s that?\u201d Curiosity sparked, so I asked. That\u2019s Alex, I see. He\u2019s a frequent here, quite endearing, and unmarried,\u201d she smirked. \u201cMaybe a new friend for you to get to know?\u201d Excitement fluttered through me. Perhaps this signified the fresh starts to which everyone was raising a glass.\n
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