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I would like to start this rant with a few clarifications.
1) Not all exes are bad.
2) Abuse and rape can happen in any relationship at anytime and is NEVER ok.
3) Marriage isn’t always defined by an official ceremony and a band on your finger.
4) I am still a proud member of the LGBTQIA community despite this experience.
5) I am not trying to create, promote, or support any stereotypes with this post.
Now with all of that out of the way, here goes my rant about the woman who claimed she forgot we made vows to one another. In case you’re wondering, yes I had them annulled.
Dear A,
Fuck you. You took advantage if me in every possible way and still made yourself out to be the victim. You presented yourself as a put together, intelligent, and kind 20 something on her way to success. Once you wormed you way into my heart and, I’ll admit at my request, into my bed, you showed your true colors bit by bit. I went from an independent woman to your personal maid, chef, dog walker, nurse, butler, and general work horse. In the course of our relationship I graduated college (while doing a ton of your community college work for you also, this continued into my first job, I earned those 9 credits NOT you), got a short term job until I could get a better paying job with benefits that pertained to my degree, paid rent, and took care of all of our needs and your wants. Why I put up with being your errand girl, whipping girl, and wallet I will never know, I’m just glad I finally had the sense to get out. What really pissed me off though was your behavior after we decide to separate because I was done being physically, verbally, mentally, and emotionally abused by you.Going out getting drunk, sleeping with MEN, taunting me and then lying to me, all the while saying I’m the one with problems?! Well that got old fast and I told you we were officially done, best decision I ever made. What HURTS the most though is having to admit all those times you RAPED me and knowing I can doing nothing about it legally. I have to wonder if those stories from when you were young were ‘rape’ or just a dumb kid having sex to young; I hate to doubt a victim but, how could you have done what you did after having been raped? A ring on a girls finger doesn’t mean consent. I hate you for that, hadn’t I been violated enough before by others? Do you have any idea what it is like to have to say, “ONE of the people who raped me in my past was my wife”? Fuck you A, fuck you.
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