What Did It Took?
by This is the continuation of the story I wrote about what I was going thru being on a unhealthy relationship that was going no where.
He told me I was lying, that I was with someone somewhere else and that I was just acting as if I couldn’t hear him. I wasn’t surprised of his reaction, just disappointed, and just thinking to my self, what was I still doing with him. The next couple of days were ok, but than we had this argument about how I go over my parents house way too often and that from now on I was going to go only on weekends. I told him once again that I’ve had enough of this and I wanted a divorce. He said that was a good idea, since I wasn’t willing to follow his rules. I spent the night there because I wasn’t going out with both kids already sleep. The next morning before he woke up I started preparing a bag, with 3 baby bottles full of milk,as many dippers as I could put, some kids clothes… I made me and the kids breakfast, cleaned the house a little bit. I left the bag on the kids room inside the closet. He woke up acting like nothing happened and pretending the conversation never happened. I however was remembering every where and decided it was time to leave.
I did tried talking to him one last time, but it didn’t work and as always he was obsess with me staying. The only way to leave was doing it with out him noticing, so I waited for him to go take a shower to take the bag I had left at the kids room, take the kids and left him a letter I’ve write a day before. This is not how I wished things to turned, but I felt it was the only way to get out. It’s been a week since that happened, and I am now happier than ever. The kids stayed with him this weekend for the first time, and though it was hard to be without them, I think is best this way. Hopefully one day he’ll learn to accept it, right now I’m taking each day as it comes and thanking God for every day.
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