Ok, I put the gaslight you lit out beetches.
We all want to believe there are good men in the world, and to a certain extent, yes, there are men who, in fact, do the right thing. The likelihood that you married one, though, idk 😐
I realize you don’t want to hear it and you have to acknowledge that he legit rapes you too. He do he do. And the signs were there, you cuntool, you ignored them so you could get Amazon prime, fake plants, clothing made by slaves, ozempic, and laugh at my suffering. May my cat you stole eat you when you die alone from greed obesity in the house I worked for… ouch to you, fool.
So, what makes him a rapist?
He decided to. So there is that. When you lie continuously for years about your intentions only to make yourself rich, you face a certain level of inhumanity that is incomprehensible. Hope the money is worth it, you predatory coward scum.
And that is called, “free will.” A false and machismo ideation of the “value” of a woman. As if the truth that we learned from Our Heavenly Father that we are worth MUCH MORE than gold and will be provided for; that an accomplished woman is an honor, holds no truth?!? What were you ever thinking to hurt me? Don’t you see? You will not be ok EVER until you right your wrongs against me.
Quite frankly, I got “fat” in your mind, not because I chose but because your sexual preference for fat insecure self-loathing people consumed you because that is what YOU felt about yourself. Yes, I am that incredible. You cheated on me and others could see because I became another woman. I embodied your lust. You used projection a.k.a. You are disgusted with you!
You are commanded by the most powerful G-d that you can’t touch or seduce a woman who is intoxicated because something is not right with her heart, and she has to figure out what. So raping happens when I was balckout drunk. For years and just got worse. You even were trying to turn my daughter against by encouraging her to belittle me.
While I was really grieving loss of our child you literally fucked me over. And turned our relationship from love making to sexual violence and fear of constant abuse. Then when I decided to leave you because you said yes to my proposal and then turned to me and said ha! I am not going to do anything about it, held our stuff, threatened me that you had people all over the city who would fuck me up, talked shit about me to everyone to make yourself look better. Seems like you got some esplaining to do.
May the sexual sins you have commited come back ON YOU. May you now know what I went through in the name of what you called love. It was just a cover for incredible internalized self-loathing and insecurities.
For the first time in my life the other day, I sobbed so hard when the truth about me finally clicked. I am not worthless or dirty or valueless like you wanted me to believe. I accepted that I am ok and lovable and deserving of my needs being met and not ignored. That I need to be done being less than me to appease a man’s foolish selfish lust.
Thank G-d she married you and I did not. May she now bear the weight I have carried entirely. “We will be married after five years, I promise.” Well, this is the world’s gift to you. The walls of my house will now speak to her because they are my walls.
Most Valuable Earth 