It truly is! Right now the Grace to my Frankie is in very deep denial and has been avoiding me since September, even though neither of us have any real friends here ever since being tricked into moving to NewTown 9 months ago. The husbands have her totally convinced I am suffering from some type of postpartum psychosis and am behaving irrationally, though Grace and I have never ever even discussed TGT. One day she just stopped talking to me. Then a few weeks later she actively kept my oldest child from spending a day off of school with me at the direction of my husband which was utterly bizarre but the text exchanges have been extremely helpful to me in my divorce and custody case, so, uh -- thanks??

Deep, deep down she totally knows it, too. Our husbands are so in love, it is quite obvious. They used to go on annual weeklong Honeymoon-like trips just the two of them, to random fun cities -- these fabulous dinners, on gorgeous hikes and to fun concerts. My husband always paid for everything. Man, they got us good! I just have to laugh at myself for falling for it!

I recall her telling me her serious high school boyfriend later came out as gay and she's pals with him and his husband. She has several gay male friends. As do I. Her dad also had a really flagrant (straight) affair with his office manager right under his wife's nose who was also a coworker. So yeah, my Grace learned about being gaslit at her cheating daddy's knee. It's going to take her awhile to come around. She has serious Caretaker issues and grapples with mild depression of her own after her sibling's suicide a few years ago. We all have our own crosses to bear.

I fully expect a phone call from her in about a year. Or maybe 5 years. Who knows? I'll be gracious enough to lend her my ear, but will never fully trust her.