I have said many times that marriage was out of the picture. Okay, so my now ex-boyfriend and I still do stuff except for have sex. He made the relationship hard. He would do stuff and blame me for it. He would get mad at other people and blame me for it. He would degrade me as a woman and then deny it. He denied everything. Everything he did and said. Even when he was being disrespectful he made it seem like he was kidding. At fifty-three when do the games really stop?
So my family does not know and they still talk to him and my mom thinks whatever she thinks about him. Let me rewind back to the beginning. He was so loving, calm, and nice it was me him and my kids. Summer turned into fall and fall into winter and winter back to now. Everything changed. He changed. He feels like he is a man and a woman’s place is to take care of him by cooking cleaning washing his clothes and giving him sex four times a day all week. (He can’t even get up if you know what I mean). He wanted to be the one footing the bill per say for everything.
He is the type who did no wrong because he drove people around and gave people money. He wanted control and would get mad and put me out because he said I was being disrespect him by telling him no.
I am and independent female. I do not ask for help nor do I look for help I do not like a lot not attention and my money situation is my money situation. I don’t need any one to take care of me. I take care of me my kids and a lot of other people.
He felt like I would demean him as a man if I picked up the bill. So I stopped paying the bill when we go out. I stopped washing his clothes because he complained about the fragrance free dye free sensitive kind I used for my children and me. I stopped spending the night with him because he snored really loud and his bed wasn’t big enough for us. I stopped cooking for him and he stooped cooking for me because he would complain if I mad extra or if I mad too little. The straw that broke the camels back was when he cooked dinner one Sunday for my kids and his dad. My daughter has a hearty appetite. She wanted more corn. He started yelling at my daughter calling her disrespectful and telling me I allow my children to be that way. I called him all kinds of names I could think of. Took the pot of corn and threw the rest of it away and threw him twelve f-bombs and walked away.
So today he offered to take me to the supermarket. All was fine and well. Then he started when we got around this big crowd of people. He starts off with why are you spending money. Don’t call me if you need something. Newsflash, I don’t call anyone for anything! My order rings up and it comes to almost two hundred without my price plus card. I tell the cashier it doesn’t matter but she type in a number for me and discounts start to come off bring my total down to 120.78. It really didn’t matter to me. So here he goes taking everything out of the cart and then when his almost 300 dollar total rings up he asked me to pay for it. I told him no. I gave him 20 dollars because he offers to take to the market. He got mad and told me he wasn’t brining me back home and drove off. I called my best friend and she came to get me. He got mad and left me a message saying how ungrateful I am and how he regretted even talking to me and how he wished he would have kept the thirty numbers in his phone for all the woman who would come over and give him sex.
