So my operation has a complication because of some scar, so they have to bring in another DR to consult; back at their office again on Thursday.
I had that HORRIBLE memory of Tara raping that girl at our apartment surface and has just fucked with me all weekend. At least by expressing it I didn’t lose sleep this time. Every time I repress one of these memories I can’t sleep.
Divorce was signed today – so its official now – yes I am the one that demanded it, no I didn’t want to “make up” no I didn’t want to “fix things, for the 38th time” – I said in the letter, I said in 2015 – I’m done. She keeps trying to play it off that she didn’t cause all of this, she didn’t try to sleep with Jose, she didn’t cut me off from sex in December from advise her Dr gave her in Feb, she didn’t spend so long grooming her new supply, she didn’t this and didn’t that.
SO FUCKING WHAT………
Divorce is signed, I’ve posted facts, video, screen shots – I’ve given the public warning and tomorrow will start the slander suit against her, sue her for 3X that insurance policy so she will never see a dime of it; and be DONE with this shit.
With all the shit I’ve done, I made sure that she won’t breadcrumb / hoover me again – no matter what stories she tells. Get lost, go learn (HA), and burn in hell too.
I kicked some dirt on you, here is your shovel. Wallow in the bed you’ve made.
I’m rebuilding my friends network. I’m getting back in shape. I’ve got a plan for: 1) School – yes I’m going back to school and will get my JD. 2) Life – Yes I’m going to buy a scooter and get back to riding some. 3) I’ve already cultivated a few people interested in riding, a few female riders, but no one for the back seat yet (and I’m okay with an extra saddlebag rather than the wrong person (again). 4) I’ve got my operations started, and I’m going to get my shit back together, get ‘healthy(er) and all that shit”
I started cleaning out the room I let my mom use while she was sick. I realized how deep I sank into depression because of her death and the one person I needed to help me out of it, enjoyed my pain while I drown in it – that is why I say burn in hell bitch.
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I’ve found the “riding course” to keep my insurance low (I always do the safety stuff and keep my insurance low). Will spend the cash, get that done and have my CDL / LTC upgraded to a M endorsement too.
Since “The Creature” has been gone, I’ve noticed far less physical pain – I mean how the fuck does her mental abuse cause physical pain, but, there it is…
Okay, that is it for serious stuff. Going to finish cleaning out this room.