I am out of it as of yesterday.
He is in jail. His lies cost him his freedom even if for only a little while. A felony warrant will put a damper on your plans.
I married two drunks, lived with a cheater and now a liar. Man I sure can pick them. Not that I am a prize by any means but I don’t hurt the ones I love, at least I hope I don’t.
I blame myself. I should have seen the signs. I mean I did see them but I ignored them. If I could have that one moment back. The moment when my insticts told me to walk away. That one instant changed my life for three years. I think the worst part is that I dismissed myself. My own mind told me but I didn’t listen to it.
So for three years I put up with his lies over and over. At first they seem to be white lies. Then they became CYA lies. Then they were just lies. The whole damn three years was a lie. Everything.
I was talking to my mother on the phone and was telling her some of the things he had said and she cracked up laughing, which made me laugh. It was just down right absurd.
The Pepsi was NOT on sale. A dumb lie about Pepsi. I mean most people that happen to lie do it for a reason. Maybe to save a friends feelings or to get out a day of work. Sometimes they are not even lies to a certain degree they are just a stretch of the truth. The old “fish tale” lie. This was different.
I hope I can come back and read this someday and it will make some sort of sense to me. Right now I am tired. More tired than I think I have ever been.