• The significance of the words

    When I got divorced twelve years, my now ex-husband told me the thing he always hated about me was how nice I was to people. He hated that if people called me, I would go and help them with whatever they needed. It didn’t matter who it was, my family or his, my friends or his… he just hated it.

    This weekend proved to me that he truly truly does not have a heart. After twelve years (fifteen really) of trying [ off and on.. don’t get me wrong.. I’ve spewed lots of venom. He’s harsh ] to give him the benefit of the doubt that he had to have something in there. He does not care about humanity or happiness and that he really would just rather everyone go to hell.

    And? I’m still extremely angry. I don’t like me like this and I can’t make it go away.

One Responseso far.

  1. Mom in Zuni says:

    Funny…that’s one of the things I love about you.

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