I would love to answer every single post... but there are so many!
Last night I thought of this post of mine from a long time ago, take a click, it is from may of last year.
Dh had an Epiphany yesterday
Well, of course I was wrong, he never saw anything, LOL maybe I had just hoped he had, or would, and then after that, when he didn't..
Then I saw. Just a bit after that, maybe a week or two, I got my message. So then, the journey began.
no, he never thought things would come to this. He told me himself, he thought I would have to go crawling back to him. NEVER!
He used to threaten me. Never again.
He used to say things like if you don't do things this way, I will take the kids. ETC.
Now, I was afraid. All I wanted was to get away from him, and have my kids. All of his threats were based upon taking the kids.
I didn't realize yet, that he was only trying to hurt me, any way he could, and he knew exactly how, through the kids. He knew it. He knew I was afraid.
His threat now is... if you try and get spousal, I will contest the divorce. Well. He can't do anything else. So, this game I will play with him.
Right now, he can't say I will take the kids blah blah blah. I have custody. He cant say, as he has, if the kids need child care and you ask the court for more of my money, I will gain custody.. Sorry, I have custody.
If you have an illness that keeps you out of work, I will take the kids... yep, I have custody.
He will contest the divorce. It wont hurt him a bit if he does that... it will just drag me along further in all of this.
So now... his game I will play with him, him not realizing I am playing his game with him.
I will wait. I do not want it contested, and I don't want it stretched on forever.
So..I will wait. I will wait for the signed copy of my divorce papers, and I will walk right around the corner to the intake office, and have a subpeona sent to him for court.
Is that bad? I hope not. Why did you wait? He threatened me with contest. Oh yea, I have it written and dated.
Really I don't even care to have it. I need it. But I don't care... Spousal support. I don't want to be anything spousal with him....yuck.
He is a small man. He is a man with no heart, and no soul. A man who is out in this world for himself.
A greedy man.
I sat there yesterday waiting for our case to be called. I opened up a planner with all of his phone calls and what they were about, when he called the kids, etc.
A thin newspaper fell out.
Domestic Abuse. I picked this up in December at our last court hearing that was moved out to yesterday and put it in there, never to look at again until yesterday.
I sat there reading over all of my folders and folders of paperwork, putting what I felt the most important in one folder, then moving the rest to another, from least important on the bottom, to most, on the top.
Kalo had printed out some things for me a long time ago about domestic abuse/emotional abuse/ things stress can do to a person.
I was reading all of those things and it all fit just like a glove.
His behaviors, my reactions, my health...all in black and white.
As I sat there and read those things, our case was called. I did not go in, I did not even hear my name called. Really... I did not hear HIS name called.
It is not my name anymore. Yes. I will have it until I am divorced, after that, goodbye.
Right now it is hypenated. Only when the sherriff called my name with my maiden name first did I even hear him.
I guess he must have thought I was some snooty witch that would only answer if called properly.
I really did not even hear the first time. I was reading those things in disbelief. I was in disbelief over the leaps and bounds I have come, but even moreso, how obvious my life was, before, and I did not even see it before me.
It is sad, it really is.
The good thing is... I was not sad. I read those things, and I walked into that courtroom, I was fine. They could not even touch me.
None of them. That life is gone now. I have, from that life, my A and L. Also from that life, I now have happiness.
Hurt, pain, all of that is gone. I took the good that was there, and I ran with it. I grew. I changed constantly.
yes, my past is there, and there it will stay. He can have it... he can have it all. He can have the evil he spewed.
You b*tch, you will reap what you sow.
Well, I try my best not to be above mentioned word... think I do a good job. But I have reaped what I have sown.
Those words used to hurt me so bad.. I would go into work and just cry. I would cry and cry from those words.
He also said something along the lines of me having disgraced my Lord. Those words hurt even worse, made me cry.
Now, I know... from him, they are just words.
Don't get me wrong. That phrase we all know of... sticks and stones.... but words will never harm me..
It is not true, words hurt more than sticks and stones. Far more.
But my bucket of hateful words overflowed and emptied this summer.
Now they cannot hurt me. They are gone... all these years of those words, they are gone...
I can hardly remember them anymore, just like I cannot recall the exact thing he said to me anymore. It is in one of my threads.
But it is something he said to me... the things he says to me just do not have power or relevance anymore.
He is a small man. He is a shell of a man. He has no heart and soul, and for the longest time, I did not either, he stole it, and threw it away, far away from me.
It was to the point that I did not know it. I did not know what it should feel like to be loved, I thought I was loved and cared for, but I wasn't. The thing was, I didn't know that I wasn't... I didn't know those things had long been removed.
But now they are back, I have claimed them. They are mine again. Life is just all the more worth it every single day.
Especially when I wake with a smile, after having laid my head down on my pillow the night before, with the same smile.
They are mine again. My heart and soul... they are back. I know where they are right this minute.