Venting

I am over myself now. Over the betrayal, over the pain, over the lies and deception. But the continued impact on my children is frustrating. I want to be able to reason with those causing continued pain. But I know that would be in vain. I know they don't care. All they care about is another woman even if it means betraying their own flesh and blood, their own namesake. How? How does someone become so self consumed that no one else in the world matters but a woman who has meant nothing, done nothing, earned nothing? Shallow, shallow, shallow.