The morning after Joe Biden's inauguration my Mother died. We had been estranged for almost a decade, so with that devastating phone call came a plethora of mixed emotions that will be sorted over time. During first few weeks after her death, step family tempers flared with my family in West Virginia, COVID is raging still, and we just "celebrated" a huge lifestyle change anniversary, for exactly a year ago we sold our house of 17 years and moved to Florida.
Because he had problems on the job. My narcissist husband who has nothing but a scorched earth behind him.
So, me-after a second withdrawal from college-18 YEARS into a part time education...nineteen credit hours left only...once again....I sacrificed it all.
And his thank you for my undying support and loyalty this past year has been NOTHING short of unforgivable.
Maybe it was the new environment, or maybe we were thrown together everyday but I started to see... how weak he really is. Huge ego. Self absorbed. Chronically angry and impossible to please. Blames others for situations he creates. Takes care of his own needs. Just....totally...unilateral in vision.
It got blindingly clear: Unless he has to impress or make money-he doesn't care what others think of him. He cares not one iota how the people closest to him suffer-as long as he doesn't-and makes damn sure he looks like a choir boy doing it too.
After twenty years of losing friends, family, finances, mental health, physical health, educational opportunities, and gaining a rap sheet, drug abuse and a smeared reputation (by my own husband!) his.....impotency of character.....shined through.....in his total absence of emotion, through out the ordeal with my Mom.
My mother had died and fifty four hours later, he huffed about making dinner...my trauma and pain...an inconvenience to him.
An inconvenience. Like ALWAYS.
After...this...year? And nineteen before that?
Screw this.
No.
I'm not hiding out anymore there is no way I could be embarrassed ANY worse in life…
We are no more...but I refuse to suffer any more. Not ONCE.
I draw the line at splitting assets...
Because karma prevailed.
I'm in a stronger position legally... so i will carry on.…with his body right across the room.…
...just the mannequin of toxicity I've known him to become.
And blossom.
JUST blossom.
