Thursday, June 15, 2023

Don't Tell Me, You Love Me!

Wondering to myself, why I let my guard down so far and accepted the abuse. 
Ignoring my need to have you listen.
Seeking other woman; throughout our marriage. 
Lying over the simple of things?
Lack of accountability in your closest of relationships. Your children have so little respect for you. Given how you’ve spoken so hurtful towards their mother; your ex wife. 
Financially, you’ve used the system to gain for self. Despite the many consequences relating to your poor choices and lying about your responsibilities. 
Using others for your gain simply shows the lack of your character. 
Why then, have I forgiven you every single time you’ve cheated and lied to me? 
That says more about my lack. My inability to have boundaries in my life with you. 
I’ve wanted to be that person who stands by you in all life circumstances and support you in  your mental illness. Instead, I’ve compromised who I am as a mother, daughter and ultimately a woman who accepted you unconditionally.
So now, my consequences are to regaining who I was before meeting you and falling in love. 
My hopes and dreams are finally my own to make. I’ve chosen not to rely on words of grand planning for a future with someone who has such a tragic past and history of abuse.
 One who chooses to live with such illusions of right and wrong. I don’t blame you, for everything which was wrong in our life together. I was an active partner who bent every which way I could to improve my perceptions of marriage with you.  
Since this relationship started, I’ve had many witnesses who have advised me to move forward & seek my own life without the tremendous amount of grief as your wife.
Love, what is it really?
Love, for me has everything to do with loving who we are as individuals first. I’ve lacked there. How can I expect you to love me when I have struggled with loving me from the start.  My insecurities as a woman, as a wife, as a mother and even as a daughter has been heightened through wrongful relationship choices. 
Only I, can change that about me. 
I choose to move into each day seeking healing and healthy thinking,,, onto me. 

Throw it away and walk !
A word from my Maker. 

Thankfully, I recognized His voice. 


Thursday, April 23, 2020

Monday, April 20, 2020

Trauma

You are the man I chose, for life
As days pass into months, then years
I see your fears, I Recognize the pain
Your life is so seriously Affected by trauma, you are my trauma 

       I know hurt, I know intimidation and ultimatums. This is not love. Abuse, bruises, I’m allowing you to kill me. 
I’m tired, tired of this. 
 These secrets become so heavy upon your shoulders & Mine too. 
I see their weight in the tone of your voice; the ways you hurt & hurt me. Cowardly, twisted ways. 
I see the thoughts in your head stealing time between us
The blank stares, pretending to hear me, Nodding your
head yet not a clue as to what has been said. 

I am a fool. To have allowed it. You’ve used my greatest fears against me. Despicable. 

I ask myself why have you chosen a broken man?
I asked god is he too much for me? I’m not strong enough and am I not enough for him? It will always be alcohol? cheating? Lies?? Stealing??  They ways of  a narcissist 
& how you choose to comfort & numb those childhood terrors only By hurting me. I’ll keep your secrets 

Addictions destroy, divide and conquer our love
So then why do I continue to cry? God, save me from this man. 
I chose to be supportive and encouraging you to take care of this problem
Not alone, not afraid, with someone who will be there

Please bring the laughter back let me hold you as my husband,,,it’s my hearts cry. Then my brain kicks in. 

Our marriage it’s best when neither one of us consume any poison. 
The majority of your life you learned to hide, lie, to be silent.
I am the one that said, I do. Remember, in sickness or health, richer or poorer, Till death do us part.

God, as my witness, He knows my heart.
I cannot fix you I canT be there through it.
If only you knew how to love me & only see me
as the only woman to love you .... as you had promised. 

My tears have fallen far too many times in Such disappointment
And the lost hope That you will not call out to God to help you.
I’m not the one for you. Or, you’re not the one for me.
As I wait, I pray for God’s will to be done. He is, the way maker.

I Miss .... being loved 

DJ