So I figure out a way to text S without using my phone. I gmail the bitch and it worked. I know she saw them, because I tested it with M too.
I hope she saw everyone of those messages. She’s an avid blocker, I was blocked from her Pinterest. Yes, I’m super mature.. trust me no need to call me on my assholeness. I know when I’m being one and purposefully.
Okay so I don’t think I’m done with S. But M is just plugging away messaging me and I let him know that I fantasize about leaving him in 18-20 years. When Squish kind of has a hold on life.
He says he can handle that decision. I tell him he didn’t even make it 11 years in our marriage so he can’t handle 18-20 more.
He asks if that’s a dare and if I’m willing to bet money on it..
Here is where it gets messy and apparently I’m the bad guy..
I write him and say he left me when I was ill, have two little ones 2 years apart a 3 and 1 year old, and started homeschooling our boy.
I tell him I’m smarter than to bet against myself because I’m sure he can stay but be an honest human-being? Well that may be asking too much. Oh and that I need to get some insurance when or if I get terminally ill someone will take care of me, because I’m not counting on him.
I mean seriously we are going to have WAY more problems coming up in our lives and this so called husband bailed out on me to treat someone like a whore and become a whore himself. Yeah I’m going to bet he’s staying around when my Dad dies, or I’m about to die, not likely.
Well.. he just said Wow and asked if I wanted to go back home. I haven’t heard from him since.
Being married to him is such a disappointment.. a big 13 year failure.. I swear..