I don’t want to know what goes on behind closed doors at your house. I want to know even less than I do now. Your husband has told us all enough, didn’t he? I think we can all agree that he did.
I wouldn’t ever be able to imagine how you’re feeling right now and I wouldn’t want to wish ill feelings on another. In the wake of everything that has happened and especially today’s events, however, I do hope that you are feeling embarrassed. I do hope that you are feeling shame. I certainly hope these feelings are not shameful towards yourself but towards your husband and the things he has said recently.
I find it impossible to think that you have been blind to all of his activities. You must have known about most of them. You certainly know about the ones he talked about today. But to be honest, I had no idea you even existed until two weeks ago (a little odd for a politician’s wife, no?) and now I’m hearing about the Ford forays into cunnilingus. I would rather I hadn’t heard about this, to be honest. I would rather not know that you have genitals or what you choose to do with them at all.
I feel for you. Having reporters follow you around asking you questions about things you probably do not want to talk about cannot be easy. It isn’t very fair of anyone to be asking you whether or not your husband should resign from his very important position of Mayor of Toronto. You are in a bit of a rock and a hard place situation, aren’t you? You can’t very well go on live television and say whatever comes to your mind first and risk embarrassing your husband with your candor. Oh, wait.
I also feel for your children and how difficult it must be at this very moment to toe the line between parenthood, supportive (yet likely totally peeved) wife, and finding a way to answer all the questions that are likely being asked by everyone from reporters, friends, family, and your children themselves. Or maybe they have just decided not to ask. I suppose in this situation I would rather not know. Except they already do. And they couldn’t be very happy about it, I’d imagine.
I’ve grown very tired over the years of watching spouses of those in high-profile positions stand on the sidelines, ever supportive, in the midst of some scandal and refuse to show anything but devotion to their other half. It does not reflect badly on the spouse if they choose to walk away during their husband or wife’s “time of need”. In your case, it can only reflect worse on you if you continue to support your husband publicly and unfailingly in the wake, and likely still approaching typhoon, of all the ridiculous information we have received. I want you to know that I wouldn’t fault you for not showing your face during all of this (you’ve hardly shown it up to this point, you don’t have to start now) and allowing your husband to bear the brunt of this on his own. I can’t say what part you have had, if any, in any of the allegations that have been made about your husband and I sincerely hope that, even with the likely knowledge you had of his actions, you did not make your hands dirty with his own deeds.
Your husband talked about eating your pussy on live television this morning. I know you know this. I know you’ve thought about it. I hope you are angry about it and I hope that he knows it. There is nothing shameful about a healthy, sexual relationship with your husband. There is nothing shameful about engaging in and enjoying sexual acts. But some things are between two people for a reason. And some things are not meant to be said. What your husband said was rude, crass, unnecessary, disrespectful, and absolutely insulting. I hope you know that you don’t have to show your support for him on the public stage if you don’t want to. I’d rather not see you holding his hand, personally.
I also sincerely hope that if any of the allegations regarding a third tape, sexual in nature, turn out to be true that you definitely and steadfastly do not allow yourself to support him. Don’t give yourself up in all of this. Take responsibility for whatever it is you might be responsible for but don’t allow yourself to go down with his sinking ship.
And don’t allow your kids to, either.
I have no idea who you are. Today was the first time I had ever seen your face. This was after I knew you engaged in oral sex. That isn’t okay with me. You deserve better.
Or maybe you are just like him. I have no idea.
But I hope it is the former. I really do.