My my, we have made alot of rash, hasty judgements haven't we? First off, she is a very angry hatefull woman, so mean and hard to handle her own brother fired her from her job. Second, I am not using her. Everytime we split, she begs me to come back, then blames me for leaving her when I do. She had told me the other day She would kill me in my sleep if the cops didn't have her under the gun. She resorts to violence and abusive language when I try to reason with her if I don't agree or question her motives. The next day she will tell me how much she loves me. She cusses and spanks our little boy, for cussing and hitting people like she does . She is trying to drug him into a zombie in a quest for controlling him and fixing the result of the bad example she has set him.
I used to work all the time, I was a selfish absent father and boyfriend, now I am unemployed and a lazy bum. (trying to become "selfish" again) I am belittled because I am not as good as taking care of things around the house as she is. She would rather do it herself, than ask me to help, so she can prove what a no good lazy person I am to me and all my friends who come over. calls my jobs, friends, friends, family and tells them everything bad I have done for the past 6 years. I walk around the house on egg shells afraid to speak to her, as I may say something to set her off, then I get yelled at for ignoring her.
She has no friends, and has quit talking to her family, and blames this on me. But she had no friends when we met either. Her daughter left recently because of the abuse (14).
I will say she has steel rods in her back, is always in pain, and her mother (is the meanest woman I have ever known in my entire life) raised her well (in her eyes, anyway). I don't blame her, i blame the conditions that have made her so miserable. I choose to confront them instead. I could never be happy with her in this state and niether could she. So I am looking for other options, "hope" if you will allow me that.
Do we become your property girls when we lose control and eat your "fruit" for a minimum of eighteen years to life? Is that how it goes? what about when the tables are turned around?