Mum did us a fry up this morning, it’s good to have something unhealthy once in a while! One of her friends came over and she obviously knows the current situation and the full story behind it. We had a good bitch and moan about men and my ex in particular. She told me that I was much better off without him and the only way now is forward, which is true as even if I did want to go back, too many hurtful things have been said.
We then went over to see Nan and granddad (mum’s parents) and had a chat with them. I was amazed that neither of them mentioned my shambles of a marriage. Nan has lent us a pile of DVDs (we watched Happy feet, very strange film indeed), a puzzle board and a stack of puzzles. Should keep me going for a while!
Then tonight Dale started texting again. It started with him saying that I had his Play station memory card, could he have it back please. I said I would put it with a book of his and my key to post back.
Dale - “Thanks, so I guess this marks the end as you would want it did you read the song of songs?”
I presumed he emailed me something again, so I logged on and the email simply said “read song of songs - The Bible, this is what I tried to say for the wedding”. So I text him to say the email hadn’t come through properly and that I never wanted this to happen, it takes 2 to make a marriage work and it was all very one-sided.
Dale - “Yes it did my sided as we see it no chance of a second go or do you always give up at the first hurdle?”
Me - “There is no second chance. And this is not the first hurdle. You have broken countless promises to me including wedding vows. I can’t take anymore. I have said to you exactly what our problems are but you wouldn’t listen and didn’t want to make any changes or sacrifices to help the situation.”
Dale - “You spent all my money and did not show any love to Jonathon you have got someone else haven’t you?”
I would love to know how I have spent all his money! Plus it’s not even his money, it’s the governments money which he is conning from them. I was always the one who would give the kid the time and listen when he needed someone to talk to. And the same old accusation. He can believe what he wants, I know the truth and it would appear that so does everyone else.
Me - “Don’t be stupid. You should trust your wife. You have never trusted me from the word go. I have trusted you with everything yet you still broke my heart because of drink and drugs. Am going to bed now.”
Dale - “I did trust you until the manjina incident and when you went out with J. That’s what broke me and made me turn to dope.”
That manjina incident is something that happened months ago, near Christmas ‘06 when I was working back in Yeovil. The guys in the shop are all like overgrown kids. This particular day they came upstairs into my office doing “manjinas” (tucking their penis in between the legs to look like a vagina) in front of me. I did what any girl would have done and told them to put it away and to get lost. I told Hubby all of this but as usual he has twisted it in his mind and I apparently wanted them to do it and enjoyed looking at their willies. Despite not being able to see anything! If I had something to hide, why would I have told Hubby in the first place?
The night I went out with J was so that I could go out with the staff from the Yeovil store. This is the main reason I have had to drop all of my male friends, if I even so much as think about going out with them, then I am having an affair. Dale needs to learn how to trust women, else he will never be able to hold down a relationship.