His hand made present is this bracelet he weaved. Indigo stood for “I” Lavender stood for “Love” Yellow stood for “You” Violet stood for “Vesta” – I’ll wait for you while you go throw up because I certainly am. I bet he’s made the same for his new supply, renamed the violet to Jasmine for it to stand for “Jessica” instead of “Vesta” — He’s good. He’s really really good.
More history. Had he not yelled, screamed and try and tell me he didn’t watch porn during the word day, I would not post his history, but he tried to tell me over and over and over again he never ever watched porn during the work day. When I showed him the history, he would yell, throw things or storm out wherever we were. Now, I can say what I want to say and no one can yell at me. Throw things at me. Withhold love or affection. As long as it’s true I can say it. So, on February 17, he gets up, goes to court for his hearing that was at 9. Sends me a picture of himself looking somber. Goes home. Watches a little porn. Meets me later that afternoon and tells me to get a life and not be so dependant on him. My blood boils telling this story. This is why I now realize I was nothing to him beside a cum bag. This self centered sucm maimed me, destroyed my Otolith, gave me a concussion and is telling me to get a life. Can’t wait until everything he has done since assaulting me to be out there for the world to see so they can see what sort of a monster he is. No one with an ounce of decency would have done what he has after maiming someone. But then again, no one with any type of decency would have maimed another individual.
This was very therapeutic! Instead of having everything swirl around in my head writing it down with actual documentation that is fact feels empowering.