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I went off to see some friends and have myself a nice good long think about what to do next. I had a friend send me plane tickets to come see her for Christmas. I was having second thoughts about going, but the real clincher for the whole thing was two days before i was due to leave. It was 6 AM and I had just gotten out of bed and made my way into the bathroom to start getting ready for work. I'm sitting on the toilet, still half asleep, when he suddenly feels the need to come in and start yelling about how the goverment is keeping UFO's from us and how it's all part of a bigger conspiracy to keep all kinds of stuff from the American public. I'm sorry, but time on the toilet is supposed to be "alone time", not "come in and yell at me time". That's when I decided I needed to get away from him and think about what was going on. He flatly refuses to get any kind of help and I needed see if I could live with this for the rest of my life or not.
So off I go to see my friend. She's a marriage counselor and she's seen a lot of stuff come through her office. We drank a lot of wine and talked a lot and ate Puerto Rican food, since she's Puerto Rican. The one thing that I got from all of it was that he's really not willing to change. He has to be who he is. I also have to be who I am. I flew up there on December 13th and because of my husband, I had to lie to get him to let me go. I told him I was going somewhere else for work. He's angry and thinks I'm cheating on him. He called my boss over the holiday and my boss told him that it wasn't for work, so I can see where he'd think that I was cheating.
I was at her house when he called and started screaming at me. When I got off the phone with him, she looked at me and said, "You don't need that at all. I sat here and watched you shrink when he started yelling at you. I know it's not my place, but I have to tell you. Married people do not talk like that to each other. I could hear him from clear over here, girl. You do not need to be around someone who treats you like that on a daily basis." While he was screaming at me over the phone, I pretty much decided that my course was set. I am ready to live my life in a zone free of phychological and mental abuse.
While I was there, I had a nice long talk with another friend of mine who is a lawyer. His specialty is criminal law but he used to do some divorce work. He doesn't know the laws here but was helpful in telling me what to expect about the whole process - expeneses and all that. After a lot of thought, and continued bullshit, I decided that the attorney's retainer fee was a small price to pay for sanity and freedom.
When I was ready to come home and try to have a nice holiday, he decided to be a complete ass about it. He started off by threatening not to pick me up from the airport, so I told him not to bother. I got off the plane, got on a bus, got to the train station, and took the train. I've been staying with a friend and I'm not really telling anyone where I am because I'm kind of scared of him. He's been emailing me and leaving voice messages and all kinds of stuipid stuff.
Now though, he's accusing me of cheating on him for months now. Really? I go to work. I come home. You spend all the money. How in the hell am I cheating on you? When do I have time? Now, I own a vehicle and it's a rather nice one. But I bought it before we were married. He thinks that half of it is his but that's not how things work. What I had coming into the marriage is mine. Only stuff that's acquired during the marriage is community property.
He bought this old Bronco a few years ago, saying that he was going to fix it up like he wanted it so that he'd have a good solid car. Well, I got hurt, had to have surgery on my leg, and couldn't drive for a long time. As soon as I couldn't drive any more, and he was driving my car around, he stopped working on his. He hasn't touched it ONCE since then. I went out to try to get my car back since I am the one with the job and I need to be able to get to work. He had done something to disable it. I made a second attempt a few nights later. My truck was still disabled. The third time, I took a wrecker with me and my truck is now at a mechanic with someone picking through it see what he did to it. So far, he's pulled fuses, pulled the Smart chip, and pulled at least one wire. I have to pay to have it re-keyed and the alarm reprogrammed so he can't get into it. And do you know that he actually had the BALLS to email me and ask me if he could borrow it?
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Posted by barelymarried on 2009-01-06 10:02:28 | Rating: | Views: 27
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