After 13 years and 2 beautiful children together, Yale and I have parted
our ways. Yale moved out last week.
Dear Diane/Tao Dan Yang,
Over the past couple of years, you knew everything about my family. You
knew when my kids had their soccer tournaments, you knew when they had
their swimming practices. You even knew their baby nicknames. On December
18th, 2009, on a noon flight, I took my children to the U.S. for Christmas
vacation. On the very same day, December 18th, 2009, on an afternoon
flight, you and Yale took off for the beaches of Phuket and shopping
streets of Bangkok for Christmas vacation. Diane, as a fellow woman, I
often wondered if the level of ecstasy this vacation had brought you
equates to the level of devastation this vacation had brought to my
children and me. Diane, I often asked myself what was it like for you to
sleep in the arms of another woman's husband, other children's father? I
wondered if you ever thought about us, the children and the wife, that we
are made of flesh and blood, that we have feelings, that we could get hurt,
very hurt, devastatingly hurt. I pondered if you knew you were destroying a
family, if you knew your joy would bring endless tears to us.
We went to Beijing last week for Chinese New Year. Your clothes were in our
Beijing home. My son screamed:" Mommy, don't touch those, they are
disgusting! Set them on fire, burn them to hell. They are the devil's
cloth!" My children are hurt. My daughter, 9 years old, now says "Mommy, I
don't ever want to get married." My son, 8 years old, says "Diane is our
Voldemort!" The psychological damage this affair has done to my children is
catastrophic. They are forever emotionally damaged. With this, I announce
you the winner.
How do I feel, Diane? This affair is like 10 thousand knives stabbing and
chopping my heart all at once. This affair has left me in so much pain that
I don't know how to heal myself. This affair has taught me tear supply can
actually be infinite. This affair has crushed me, leaving me a corpse
walking around with no heart. I don't know how to deal with this kind of
pain. I don't know how to move on. But I have children. I must move on.
Diane, I pray to God that you will never have to experience this kind of
betrayal and hurt. I wish you and Yale a happy life together because, after
all, we are all women and we all deserve to be happy.
Please do not bring the personal issues to the public. The truth of the
facts is that our marriage had falling apart 8 years ago, divorce had been
in discussion 5 years ago. Our issues are known to all the people in the
word! Diane had done nothing wrong for her part! I am firmly standing by
and behind Diane. I will certainly hope she will marry me one day soon!
Trying to tell the people how evil I am and Diane is in this way is not
going to succeed! All the people, who knows you, me and our marriage,
supported my divorce, including my good friend Zhu Wei. I am sorry I have
dragged everyone into this. Lily please move on!
I understand that you are going through a difficult time in your personal
life, and I sincerely hope that you will find a way to deal with it that is
the best for you and your children.
I do understand how you feel. I also understand, however, that a marriage
can only break apart from the inside. I do not appreciate your attempt to
smear my re@#$@*&tion and paint me as the home wrecker. You know as well as
Yale does that your marriage fell apart long before Yale and I even met.
Whether or not I am in Yale's life has nothing to do with the eventual
outcome of your marriage. I am sure you understand this as well, but you
nonetheless sought to burn me on the cross as the scapegoat for your failed
marriage,
Which I do not believe is a mature thing to do.
Your de script ion of the emotional damage your children have suffered is
disturbing indeed. I cannot help but wondering what you have been telling
them. I would think that a mother's first and foremost priority is to
protect her children from any emotional damage, rather than using them as
bargaining chips with a spouse or as props to win public sympathy. Yale is
the children's father and will always be. I am sure he will always love
them and be the best father he can be to them. Wouldn't it make more sense,
for the sake of the children's wellbeing, to emphasize to them that both
their parents will always love them even though one parent will not be
living with them all the time? I do not see what benefit there could
possibly be to teach the children to hate their own father.
You asked me how it was like to sleep in Yale's arms. I also wanted to ask
you, Lily, why would you want to hang on to someone who clearly does not
want to be with you at all? Lily, you are intelligent, highly-educated and
you have a high-paying and well-respected job. So why did you spend so much
time and energy trying to force someone who does not care about you to stay
with you? As a fellow woman I want to ask you this, don't you think you
deserve better? If there's anything that is worse than sleeping in the arms
of another woman's husband, it is sleeping in the arms of someone who
resents you, cannot stand you and wants to run away from you whenever he
gets a chance. So Lily, why would you want to put yourself in that
situation? Once again, don't think you deserve better?
I sincerely hope that the pain you are currently feeling will subside soon
and you can turn a new leaf in your life. Please remember, you can lose a
job, you can lose a spouse, but you should never lose yourself.
And please, do not vent your negative feelings on your children. They are
innocent. Please always keep in mind their best interests rather than your
own. You deserve true happiness, and I hope that you will find it soon.
I thought that you should have dropped your pretentious ego by
now; however your facial skin is much thicker than imaginable.
Stunning.
How dare you comment on my feelings? "I do understand how you
feel" - oh really? If you do, you should be shivering under a
wall by now, as if you have seen the reaphook of the Death
himself. Let me demonstrate you a very small proportion of my
hatred towards you which is still accumulating, after you robbed
my man from my very bed. If one in a thousand of that hate is
concentrated in a droplet it is enough to poison a nation. Do
you know what fills my mind? Vengeance, retribution. I shall have
your head with dropping blood, hang on my walls so that I can
appreciate an example of indignity once every hour. I shall slit
your throat before the eyes of your "love", letting him witness
the true blood color of a whore, which stinks of lust. I can
think of a thousand way to end your miserable pathetic life, but
why bother? You will burn in eternal flame anyway. Satan has
reserved a fine slot for you in Hell, where your sinful soul
will repay an endless debt!
And yet don't make yourself too conformable either when your
heart still beats. You think it has ended? It never ends. The
man who abandoned me will abandon you in the same cause. Value
your moment in the arms of Yale, for they will soon find a new
mistress after the depreciation of your inglorious little face.
When the time comes, I shall acquire immense satisfactory.
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