(DRAFT)
So what happened here Jon?
Well, now and again, with the constant mental abuse (and physical, but that has thankfully gotten a lot less now), I just reach the point where I just think “Fuck it, not this time, this time I am not going to be walked all over and treated like shit, for just being a normal, pleasant, human being”. This was one of those occassions. For another example see “The coffee machine“.
What do you mean?
Well, she usually leaves a couple of boxes on the floor between the Living room and my bedroom (full of some bracelets or something). They usually stick out a few centimetres, so no problem, I just ignore them and the surrounding mess.
This time however, the two boxes, one stacked on top of the other, were sticking out a good 10 – 15 cm. As I walked past, I almost accidentially kicked them.
She was sat on the sofa so I asked “Could you move those boxes, they’re sticking out a lot and I don’t want to kick them by accident?”. “No”, she said, “Stop creating problems”. No idea where this came from as it was a pleasant evening for a change, up until then.
I responded, “I am not creating a problem, I am trying to prevent something becoming a problem”. She re-ierated her previous response, “Stop creating problems, they’re only sticking out 1 cm”. I stated again that they were sticking out (10 – 15 cm), that I was not creating a problem, that I didn’t want to accidentally kick them, that I was trying to prevent a problem – I expected an absolute explosion if I accidentally kicked them. I then asked our daughter to come and see how much they were sticking out, but mother made sure our daughter did not move.
So, why didn’t you just move them?
Move them, are you kidding! If I do that I get “Leave my stuff alone”, “Don’t touch my things”, “They’re not yours”, the list is endless. And, the crazy that would have followed would have been off the scale.
Anyway, after about 15 minutes, I had to pass the boxes again, I again said, “Can you not just move them, I really don’t want to accidentally kick them”. She replied, without looking up, “No, stop creating problems”.
I picked the 2 boxes up and put them between the Living room and our daughters bedroom (the one she shares with her Mum), and I went out to the balcony for a cigarette.
When I returned she’d managed to get up from the sofa and move the boxes from where I had put them. And, guess what followed? From memory it was long the lines of “Are you crazy, don’t touch my things, stop causing problems”, and much more, but you get the idea.
Well, when I saw them back in their original place that was when one of my rare “Fuck it” moments kicked in!
I had simply asked her to move a couple of boxes that I didn’t want to accidentally kick as they were clearly in the way. I wanted to prevent a potential problem/accident, that was all. I didn’t move them myself because, well, you can see from the response to me moving them (my stuff, my things, etc.), why I did not.
Anyway, I kicked both boxes about 1 metre.
She exploded, the insults, etc. flowed. She tipped over a box of my things in my bedroom (this is never mentioned to anyone is it?) – And continued to rant and rage in front of our daughter for a good 10 minutes (this is never mentioned to anyone is it?). In fact not much of any context to this avoidable issue she caused is mentioned to anyone, not anyone I have talked to, who she has told her story to.
I even bothered myself to explain – “All I asked was for you to move a couple of boxes 10 – 15 cm in case I accidentially kicked them, it was a simple polite request, to prevent a potential problem”.
So, yes, it is true – I did kick 2 boxes about 1 metre away from where they were – But it was a rare reaction to her constant refusal to behave like a normal human being, her constant daily mental abuse. Sometimes it happens! This time it did!
What is also true is that this was completely avoidable! And, if it was an interaction with almost every other person I know in my life, it would have been avoided.
As you read other moments I have been through in this hell, you will find many instances of her unprovoked mental abuse. You will also find many instances of unprovoked phyical acts such as being beaten in bed with our daughter in between us and her smashing up the kitchen, there’s loads more, but you will read about those later.
As with all else, I will take a lie detector test, any mental tests, and go to any court. And, when I confirm lies from more than one source, lies she has told, they’ve been documented.
She has no idea how many people do not believe her lies and half truths (even when they tell her they do) – She has no idea how much they are documented – She has no idea how much I intend to make sure everyone will know the truth.
The story of my hell will continue as and when I find the right frame of mind.