Is this the Mandela effect? For 6 years I have noticed My husband’s new wife's name incredibly similar to mine, even both our meanings are the same, this left me speechless.

Everyday for the last 6 years, I have thought about my ex-husband and how he traumatized me, and our relationship was the reason I had a full mental breakdown. For the last 6 years I have thought about why he cheated on me with a girl who did not care about me enough to stop seeing him, a guy who was already in a relationship with me. I have thought about how I can’t change the past and how I would never put my hand in the fire for both my ex and his new wife. I have thought about why I am not in a relationship anymore and I have thought about how she has no work ethic whatsoever. I have thought about how much money my ex has wasted on her, and she still doesn't know what she wants to do with her life. I have thought about how much money he gave her to start a business she never started. The fact that she never even got a passport to take a trip with him… and she’s been with him for 6 years… I have thought about how she is an alcoholic, and I have thought about why he is still with her even though he does not know what the future holds for both of them. I have thought about how incredibly handsome my ex is, and how he now looks like a meth addict. I have thought about how difficult it must be for him to have an alcoholic as a wife, and how she is becoming an alcoholic just like his mother. I have thought about how much she has damaged his relationship with his siblings… I have thought about how she has damaged his relationship with his father, over money. I have thought about how my ex-husband is so… so… so different to how he was when I met him… or at least how I remember him. I have thought about how he has no friends anymore, even though he was friends with everyone when I met him.<br><br>But, the thing I have thought about the most is how my ex-husband’s new wife’s name is so similar to mine… even our names mean the same thing. I have no idea whether my ex-husband’s new wife was aware of our relationship when she met him, or whether she knew how he treated me when we were in a relationship. I don’t know how she feels about me either, but based on what my ex said about me, over the years I can say with certainty it’s not positive. I don’t know whether she knows that the reason he and I broke up was because he cheated on me. I don’t know whether she knows that I was suicidal after he cheated on me. I have no idea whether she knows the depth of me wanting to end my life, because he cheated on me with her. I don’t know whether she knows how difficult it was for me to get over him, but I do know she knows how difficult it has been for me to get over how he treated me. I don’t know whether she knows that every time my friends ask me whether I am thinking of dating, I just simply say that I am not ready to date. My friends have never pushed me about it, and we have never discussed what really happened.<br><br>But, this all got me thinking about whether this whole thing was the Mandela effect and I am in a different simulation. <br>I remember when my ex asked me to be with him, he said that he was so happy and so lucky to be with someone as beautiful as me, both inside and out. I remember when he said that I was incredibly intelligent and that he was a very lucky man to have me by his side. He said that I was beautiful, smart, sexy, loyal, funny, caring and compassionate, and that he wanted to marry me. He said all the right things, but this never translated to how he treated me. I was a loyal wife to him, but he betrayed me by having an affair with his new wife. I really thought that what we had was enough to keep him happy, but I guess what I had was never enough. I remember when he said that he loved my sense of humour, but he was never happy for me. I remember how much support he received from his new wife, and how much support I gave him. I remember when he said that he wanted to make me happy, but he never did. I remember when he said that he wanted me to be proud of him, but he never gave me a reason to be. I remember when he said that what he wanted most in life was to be with someone incredibly special, but then he cheated on me. I remember when he said that he didn’t know what he did to deserve me. I remember what he did to me, but I wish I didn’t.<br><br>Thinking about my ex…thinking about my lack of trust in people.. thinking about my lack of faith in humanity… thinking about why I am not ready to date… thinking about why I am too scared to love…thinking about why I can’t let people close to me… thinking about why I still remember incredibly personal details about my ex… thinking about why I still don’t understand why he cheated on me… thinking about why he’s so handsome and yet he has no soul… thinking about why he treats people so badly… thinking about why he is the way he is… thinking about all these things all the time left me speechless. I don’t know why these questions have been at the forefront of my mind for 6 years, but it has made me think about whether my situation was the Mandela effect. I don’t know how to explain why so many incredibly bizarre and strange things have happened to me, but I do know that my ex-husband and his new wife’s incredibly similar names to mine left me speechless… but I don’t know why.