Wife one History/Parents Marriage History a very fine year!
So it is a hot August day and three guys show up with a truck to move out nearly everything in the apartment. I was left with a loaner TV on a wobbly metal stand, some blankets, my clothes and sleeping bag and a few odds and ends. At least I had a TV and plenty of floor to sleep on, we didn’t have a lot but now I had much less. My wife, the love of my life, after our lives were the best they have ever been, disappeared from my life with “sign here”.
The apartment is empty and quiet, I cannot bring myself to sleep in the bedroom we shared, my chest hurts, I am sore and ache all over depression IS a physically painful experience. Working every day, paying bills and filing papers…….trying to live life while burning time.
The day the furniture left, the very day, my mother calls to tell me she has left dad (after years of abuse and staying together “for the children”). She keeps me on the phone for two hours crying and screaming, cussing and complaining about my father never considering the condition I am in and what has happened to me.
Mom finally hangs up and within 30 minutes the phone rings, you guessed it, dad calling to cuss and condemn mom for leaving, accuse her of cheating, although it is well known he has been fooling around for years, and on and on…..only an hour and a half this time leaving me a quivering mass of flesh, unable to form a coherent thought, unable to function the rest of the day and weekend. Off to work on Monday because I was determined that I would not loose my job.
After the rent, I would buy what furniture I could afford and after three months got a bed and started sleeping in the bedroom again. There are a lot of very pleasant memories there all of which had become part of my past in flash and a broken heart young enough to mend nearly whole again.
After an eternity (6-months really) I was told my X had had a full hysterectomy, at the ripe old age of 24. A terrible thing indeed and I was very sad despite what I had been through, what she was responsible for, but I was much better and recovering. She was placed on heavy hormones to control her functioning and as I understand it took some time to get the balance correct.
It was about this time that I decided to heal my wounds and date again the pain of the way she left and horrible way she treated me after made the healing easier in many ways because I knew from the start there was no going back, no chance for reconciliation.
There were a number of two year temporary employees hired in the office and one of them liked me (she was married) and when she found out I was available she started to work on me to meet her sister. She started coming to my office daily (after barely speaking to me prior to this revelation that I was available) and always bringing up her sister and ALL about their gifted lives and how wonderful she was, smart, blah, blah, blah……..you should meet her always ended the conversation when she left my space.
One morning she came to my office and invited me to lunch with her and her husband (who also worked there) conveniently leaving out the fact that sis was going to meet us until I inquired, why today is your sister going to be there? Oh yeah she is going to meet us at the restaurant……..
Next chapter “The sisters from HELL or why did I marry her?