Wow… five years since my last post. I didn’t think I was going to post again; so much of me has healed, and I used my writing to get the poison out. The poison is still gone, but I just wanted to update this for posterity.
Yes, I still have heart failure. No, it will not get better from where it is right now. I take each day as it comes and look forward to the next day and the next day after that. My husband died last year after not taking care of himself for so many years. I don’t miss him. I was going to divorce him. Here’s why.
He was abusive to me and to our sons. What a POS. Anyone who ever thought he was a “great guy” never had to live with him. He left us with some pretty big scars, and although mine are fairly healed, my eldest son is not as lucky.
Jason, like me, has a very kind heart. He would do anything for you if you were good to him. But he is quick to distrust once you have broken his confidence. He didn’t deserve how his father treated him. He did nothing, NOTHING to deserve it. His heart is still shattered by a father who was jealous and would never amount to anything. What I want to say is this: When someone has wronged you and you are having a hard time moving on, remember that there is nothing that you could have said or done that would have changed what happened. Although we don’t understand, a sick mind will always lash out at those he deems better than himself. He has to beat that person into submission so he feels superior over them.
You lost, Steve. Jason had to surmount many obstacles, but he still won. Rhys won too. You beating him into the ground only made you look bad. Beating me didn’t work either. I’m a phoenix, and I rise.
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Paczki Puta
