So the girlfriend left for the holidays to visit her family in West Virginia on Dec 22. Original plan was for Dec 20, but her weekly worker's comp check didn't arrive until Monday. Also, the original plan was to return on Dec 28, because I had borrowed my mom's SUV for the week while she was gone so I could have a way to the new job. On the 26th she informs me that she will be staying until the 31st. Screw my mom needing her vehicle back for doctors appointments on the 29th. Screw me for needing a reliable way to work. Cuz it's all about her.
Well, she stayed until the 31st. Mom cancelled her appointments so I could keep her vehicle and get to work. On Jan 1st mom is expecting to get her car back, and girlfriend wants to show her ass about having to drive the hour up and the hour back. So off I go, begging a ride home from a friend who lives an hour away in the other direction. Confused yet?
So friend brings me home that night, and I have to work 24hr shifts for the next two days. During my 24's, girlfriend informs me that she has realized that she has been so homesick that she is seriously considering moving back home to be closer to her parents. Yeah, so screw our relationship too I guess. Not to mention the ass load of debt we have accrued since she and I were both out of work at the same time. $1200 behind on the rent. MY credit cards are maxed out for new tires and new brakes on HER jeep. Utilities are due. I took out a $3000 high interest loan anticipating her worker's comp settlement, to carry us over until I got back to work. All very convenient to just want OUT - since her worker's comp settlement will be here any day. $37,500. But guess who will be stuck with the debt.
When I get home at noon on the 4th, after a late call at work and girlfriend's unexpected errands, I'm supposed to see a client in my home office at 2:00, which is a DISASTER. And mentally I am in no shape to provide counsel to anyone else, cuz MY head isn't screwed on straight after the bomb she just dropped about moving out and moving back home. So, I get my ass chewed when I cancel my client. I might see one client every month or two. At $75 bucks... that isn't going to pay the bills. I have to sacrifice my slow starting holistics business for a job that will actually pay the bills. But what do I get for my responsible decision...? An ass chewing about how I never put my heart into shit, and that I give up too easily. This all and all brawl of an argument results in drama drama drama. And I've about had all I can take.
So I kindly show girlfriend the door. She was so dead set on going home to mom and dad, and leaving me here to pick up the pieces (emotionally and financially) anyway.
The crazy bitch she cheated on me with got me fired from my last Paramedic job by taking personal pics off girlfriends phone and e-mailing them anonymously to my boss for the sole malicious purpose of getting me fired. What kinda pics you might ask? Cleavage shots in my uniform while getting dressed for work, taken in a gas station bathroom.
Oh and lets mention that from psycho bitch's blog (my former stylist that she was screwing during the summer) that she didn't get the engine warm before she called that crazy bitch and started spilling her guts about how terrible of a person I am and how this manipulative bitch who tried to wreck our relationship was sooo right about me. Yeah whatever.
I had to go to the sheriff's office and file a stalking and harassment report on Crazy Bitch, so they can investigate all the shit from this summer. There is no way I can afford to loose my job again when the whim strikes her to send this shit to my new job. Now the ex doesn't want to talk to the detective... after ADMITTING that Crazy Bitch was the one who did this shit!!!
All her nasty posts and comments on my blog is why I had to start over here at the new site, and take all my personal life off the old blog. That's a damn shame. I don't want her to have any ammo to fuck with my life. She's done it before. I have no doubt that soon she will try again.
The true test of my strength and will power will arrive sometime late Wednesday or early Thursday. She has to come from mommy & daddy's to Georgia for her final doctor's appointment before her worker's comp settlement cashes out. I refuse to bend. I refuse to be the fucking doormat any longer.
My outlook has changed.
I am tired of sacrificing.
I am tired of arguing over stupid shit.
IF SHE WANTS ME IN HER LIFE...
THEN SHE WILL FIND A WAY TO
PUT ME THERE!!!
I'm tired of chasing her.
And frankly, I'm not so sure I want her
brand of bullshit anymore, anyway.
1 comment:
Sounds to me like you need to end the relationship. That is definatly not healthy. But if I were you I would hold on until she gets her settlement and helps you pay the debt off and then leave her. Plan but not so simple.
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