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I don't even....
12 years ago
After the events over the past few days, I feel obligated to post here. I will not use names, and slandering anyone is not my intention with this journal. Just to make that clear to everybody here. My only point of this blog, is to document my side of things that have happened.
I have not had the best past few days. They have been utter hell. I stayed with some very nice people though while my hubby was going to train for his job. Everyone keep in mind that I am slightly unstable due to the sudden move, having abandonment issues, and being in a strange enviornment. But the day he left, I tried to be very social to the people I was staying with. I'm very soft spoken, saying please and thank you as any person SHOULD do when people are helping you out.
The second day, things went downhill, fast. I was crying, practically begging for my hubby to come back. I had also taken a heavy dosage of sedatives to keep my panic attacks to a minimum. I was very antisocial the second day. Only saying hi to the people I was staying with a couple of times. But With my depression, the meds, and everything else going on, I don't think many people would be social at that point.
I heard from him that they called me disrespectful. It kept me up all night, and I felt horrible about it. So I decided I would talk to them in the morning and try to clear the air so to speak. And he decided it was best for him to take a family emergency trip back home to see what was going on. All I can say is THANK. GOD.
That trip saved me. When I went to talk to the people about why they called me disrespectful, I did understand some of the things, like being antisocial, even though it wasn't exactly my fault. I still took the blame. Until, the female jumped in.
She said she lost respect for me, was furious that my hubby was coming home as well. Claimed she was only allowing me to stay there because of him, etc. And apparently said that if it were her, a 6 month relationship wouldn't be worth the journey back here. Also told me to toughen up, threatened the cops on me. And honestly, all I did, was sit there quietly and took whatever she threw at me. As soon as I got up from the table, she started instigating me to fight with her. Saying I was pissed off when I just walked over to the table to get my cell phone.
Let me say this now, it takes a -lot- to piss me off. Most people never see me angry and never will, because there is no point to it. I maturely walked away from the situation and called my hubby to try and see what I could do. I know the reason why she wanted to instigate me, she wanted a reason to kick me out. But I just didn't give her what she wanted.
I stayed quiet the rest of the evening. And was told that she wasn't going to allow me to pick my hubby up from the bus station in the morning. That did upset me, but never angered me. Morning rolled around, and the second she saw me downstairs, she flipped. I just, couldn't take it and began to cry. It honestly hurt that she was playing such a sick mind game of making me wait, knowing it would make me panic. But I was quiet when crying, and respected everyone else who was still asleep. I was told by her that if I didn't stop crying, she would take him home and 'send me somewhere else'. I don't take too kindly to threats, but I still gave in, waiting for him to arrive.
All in all, it felt like I was in a prison. She even had someone 'observing' me... For what reason, I don't know. And apparently she tried to convince my hubby to break up with me too. Which is highly disrespectful, not to mention childish.
Once he was there, she said right to my face, that my hubby was more than welcome to stay, but not me. That was my breaking point. I glared, and he saw this, telling me to ignore it and not say anything to her. But hell, I was MAD.
Thankfully we got out of there. But I guess some people really do have 2 faces. I'm sorry it had to end on a bad note, I like to make friends, not enemies. But once someone does things like she did, it's unforgivable.
Note: My hubby does not want any conflict as he encouraged me not to post this but he's only letting
me voice my perspective because he cares more about letting me express my views and opinions.
Another Note: I'm posting this purely to show, I'm not a bad person. I've found out that a couple of people
have heard one side of this story, but not mine. I want to at least, keep everything fair and unbiased.
... I'll just say I'm glad you got out.....