Frankly, I'm shocked we haven't seen more knee-jerk reactions from anonymous guys who have gone through these crappy divorces.
Actually, me too. That’s why I keep saying that the guys who read this are the decent ones. I was aware of the angry little dudes and I was wondering when one of them would pop in.
I almost don’t blame them, I have seen too many women do some really crappy things to men. It usually involves the kids and I find that despicable. I said once that I had read ONE of my posts and I thought I came across as a bitch so I can easily see someone taking one post out of context and getting angry...but I can honestly say that I came out of this one with clean hands. I did nothing but get sick and he couldn’t handle that because when I was able to work, I made a lot more than he did. If I would have done the same thing to him, I’d be paying a lot more than $800 a month.
But...I wouldn’t have done that to a stranger, much less the person that I had vowed to love and honor. Some women would leave after being cheated on. Some might leave after being abused. Some might even leave just because they were married to a liar and most wouldn’t have married this loser in the first place. But I did. And I stayed. I stayed for all of the wrong reasons and then, when I was in serious danger, I was too sick to go anywhere. Literally.
I went from 160 pounds to 94 in about 6 months. The people at the local grocery store were asking me what was wrong with me. My friends and family were all afraid when I couldn’t keep a pair of size 0 jeans up. I was the sickest I have ever been in my life last summer and I didn’t even try to care for myself, I tried to save my marriage instead. My husband told me that the problems were all in my mind and I even went to a shrink...because Vex said that I needed help with my “trust” issues. He was banging that bimbo the entire time he was telling me what I had to do to keep him at home. One of those things was to stop questioning him about who he was speaking to on the phone while he was supposed to be working or who’s make up was in the car. So, rather than take care of myself, I jumped through the hoops he set and he held them higher and higher because he didn’t want things to be OK. If I would stop one thing that bugged him, he would come up with another. There wasn’t a damn thing that I could do to make that jack ass happy.
And then, he brought his idiot sister and her husband and all 4 of their kids into my house to cook for and clean up after. You know, that entire two weeks, he acted like normal again. He did that so that his sister could see what a prince he was. As soon as they moved out, he got his car fixed and left with it. I had no car, no job, no money, nothing. Oh, I did have all of the bills to pay.
I still don’t know how I've made it this far. I’m sure some of you remember when I had the tip jar thing here, hell, some of you helped pay my electric bill in February. I'd love to work and have money to pay the bills with but my doctor won’t let me. I am taking morphine for the pain and I don’t know of any nursing jobs where morphine would be allowed.
They have found another tumor on my parathyroid gland and I don’t know how I will ever live through that hell again. But...this time it will be a little bit easier because I don’t have to worry about keeping a man happy while I am trying to live out the year.
So, you know what? If some angry dudes want to bitch a little, I don’t mind. At least they aren’t in my house.
Meg
Actually, me too. That’s why I keep saying that the guys who read this are the decent ones. I was aware of the angry little dudes and I was wondering when one of them would pop in.
I almost don’t blame them, I have seen too many women do some really crappy things to men. It usually involves the kids and I find that despicable. I said once that I had read ONE of my posts and I thought I came across as a bitch so I can easily see someone taking one post out of context and getting angry...but I can honestly say that I came out of this one with clean hands. I did nothing but get sick and he couldn’t handle that because when I was able to work, I made a lot more than he did. If I would have done the same thing to him, I’d be paying a lot more than $800 a month.
But...I wouldn’t have done that to a stranger, much less the person that I had vowed to love and honor. Some women would leave after being cheated on. Some might leave after being abused. Some might even leave just because they were married to a liar and most wouldn’t have married this loser in the first place. But I did. And I stayed. I stayed for all of the wrong reasons and then, when I was in serious danger, I was too sick to go anywhere. Literally.
I went from 160 pounds to 94 in about 6 months. The people at the local grocery store were asking me what was wrong with me. My friends and family were all afraid when I couldn’t keep a pair of size 0 jeans up. I was the sickest I have ever been in my life last summer and I didn’t even try to care for myself, I tried to save my marriage instead. My husband told me that the problems were all in my mind and I even went to a shrink...because Vex said that I needed help with my “trust” issues. He was banging that bimbo the entire time he was telling me what I had to do to keep him at home. One of those things was to stop questioning him about who he was speaking to on the phone while he was supposed to be working or who’s make up was in the car. So, rather than take care of myself, I jumped through the hoops he set and he held them higher and higher because he didn’t want things to be OK. If I would stop one thing that bugged him, he would come up with another. There wasn’t a damn thing that I could do to make that jack ass happy.
And then, he brought his idiot sister and her husband and all 4 of their kids into my house to cook for and clean up after. You know, that entire two weeks, he acted like normal again. He did that so that his sister could see what a prince he was. As soon as they moved out, he got his car fixed and left with it. I had no car, no job, no money, nothing. Oh, I did have all of the bills to pay.
I still don’t know how I've made it this far. I’m sure some of you remember when I had the tip jar thing here, hell, some of you helped pay my electric bill in February. I'd love to work and have money to pay the bills with but my doctor won’t let me. I am taking morphine for the pain and I don’t know of any nursing jobs where morphine would be allowed.
They have found another tumor on my parathyroid gland and I don’t know how I will ever live through that hell again. But...this time it will be a little bit easier because I don’t have to worry about keeping a man happy while I am trying to live out the year.
So, you know what? If some angry dudes want to bitch a little, I don’t mind. At least they aren’t in my house.
Meg
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