Posted by Partlycloudy on January 20, 2014, at 18:20:48
Exhilarated, quite frightened, brave, confident, sad sad sad, not the outcome I would have wanted, but only I can control my behaviour. Sleep is uneasy only because I never know what faces me when I awake.
I think the remodel was the catalyst for the worse of our behaviours. His, and my reaction to it. Nine months was ridiculous, but it soon became clear there were sides. HE sides and HER sides. I was kicked to the curbed rather quickly. And I am sorry, but a dwelling, however lovely, is hardly worth my mental health. My best wish to both of them and their delusions. To the worth of the dwelling, and future investments in it. It would be different if we had had a full blown meth lab stopped in its tracks half a block down the road. That does WONDERS for property values.
So I leave behind the legacy of emotional and verbal abuse. The belittling of my contribution to the household. I go on. Alone. Because it feels so much bloody better.
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