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Rule No.6: Remember that you can't live forever.

Why do I not regret how I have lived my life? They say life flashes before your eyes when you die, and it really does. Being hit with a car really opened my eyes. Here I am sending my final messages and thoughts from the beyond the grave. Yes, I have continuously complained about marrying George Wilson, but looking back on life, I can’t say it was actually that big of a mistake. He just wanted love and everyone deserves love. I was very caught up in the idea that I should have only married someone of my social status. I never even gave having a loving relationship with George a chance. But, if I had not been in an unhappy relationship with George Wilson, I would have never gotten together with Tom. I couldn’t even imagine regretting my relationship with Tom Buchanan. That was probably the best part of my life. It was everything I wished for and more. Although wrong, my affair with Tom brought a great amount of happiness into my life. It was like a secret party life that I got to have o...

Rule No. 5: Never apologize for loving yourself.

Why do I decide to leave for New York and constantly lie to my husband? Well, first of all, I have said this before, but my husband is absolutely clueless. He must really think I love visiting my sister. Maybe I sneak around so much because my clueless husband makes it too easy. But, I do all of my sneaking away to be with Tom  Buchanan. Yes, we are both cheating on our spouses but at least we are happy and having a good time. I cheat because I think I made a mistake when I decided to marry George Wilson. I should have waited for someone more worthy of me, someone with status like Tom. I should not have married below me. Marrying below me was my biggest mistake in life. To make up for marrying below me I try to be with Tom more. Being with Tom gives me the taste of what life could have been. Having Tom in my life is like a dream come true. Although, I do mainly use Tom for his money and his status to boost my own happiness. I don’t think this makes me a gold digger. I am just a gir...

Rule No. 4: Accept all gifts.

I am soaring when I am with Tom. Especially when he buys me things. When Tom bought me a dog from the street urchin, I was definitely  been the happiest I have ever been. Even though the pooch was not a police dog like I requested,she sure was cute. I didn’t even have a need for a dog. I simply wanted the dog because I saw the man holding them and I decided on a whim that a dog would be great for the apartment. Knowing that when I am with Tom, he can buy me anything at anytime. This makes me so ecstatic! The best part is that Tom is actually willing to buy me anything that I want! He could have bought me 10 puppies if I had wanted! I love Tom because he spends his money on me. I am overjoyed when I am with him. How can one man be so handsome and rich? I must have found the whole package deal that lucky day on the bus. I feel like my best self when I am with Tom Buchanan.

Rule No. 3: Have thick skin.

You feel a lot when you get slapped. The obvious is the physical pain. The immediate stinging on the region you were hit. When Tom slapped me he broke my nose. Along with the physical pain is the emotional pain. Being slapped by someone you care about causes deep emotional repercussions. Imagine slapping someone for just saying a name. All I said was “Daisy” to Tom and he got so upset he let his emotions take control and Tom decided to hit me. Sure we were both drunk, and the night is still a little hazy, but I still had the right to say her name. When Tom is with me, I want his complete attention. He is not allow to think of his little wife that he left at home. If he even cared about her so much, he wouldn’t be cheating on her with me. I deserve Tom’s love. I said her name to make Tom angry and to see how far I could push his buttons. I think I also said her name because I was angry because she was still such a major part of his life. When Tom slapped me, I felt betrayed and disappoi...

Rule No. 2: Find a rich man!

What was I thinking when I went for Tom Buchanan? My decision to have an affair with Tom was actually the best choice I have ever made! He’s wealthy and a REAL gentleman. He is nothing like George Wilson. Tom is so great to me. He buys me lots of things, including cute little puppies. Tom’s got so much money and when I’m with him it feels like I have that money too. He even appeared rich when I first saw him. I was on the train on my way to visit my sister in New York and he was sitting across from me. Tom was certainly attractive in his dress suit and patent leather shoes. His outfit screamed wealth. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him, which was definitely awkward when he caught me staring. At least that means he was looking at me too. It got a little weird when we arrived at the station and his shirt-front was pressed against my arm. When I threatened to call the police, Tom did not back off, which was a little creepy, but I guess it’s okay because he’s rich and cute. I was thinking ...

Rule No.1: Never marry below you.

What was I thinking when I married some so below me as George Wilson? You know what? I don’t think I was thinking at all. Let me tell you, George Wilson is as dumb as a doornail. He never even suspected that something was going on between Tom and I. People tell horror stories of how they almost settled for marrying someone under their own social status, but those horror stories are actually my life. Mrs. McKee always goes on about how she was so close to settling for a man under her but then was saved by a more worthy man of a higher social status. She is lucky. I wish I was in her shoes. Unfortunately, I married George, which is the main difference between Mrs. McKee’s story and mine. She got her happy ending and I didn’t. I did not have to marry George Wilson. I just believed at that time that he was a true gentleman. I thought that he knew about breeding and would get me places. I want luxury and George cannot provide that for me. I was severely mistaken in marrying George Wilson....