I'm so happy you've decided to leave, instead of asking us if you should.
Good luck. I hope it goes smoothly.
I think your soon-to-be-moving-out-this-saturday-ex should actually be your comes-home-with-all-his-crap-in-the-yard-and-the-door-locked-tonight ex
So you are single?
Get in line, pal.
So you are single?
Thanks for all the support! My mind was certainly made up after the first comment, but I've subjected myself to arguments with him I will never win too many times, so I removed myself from the situation because he fights to hurt and I'm done fighting. Instead, I went to the gym and worked on my own things. He isn't going to drag me down with that bull****.
And as for waiting until Saturday...that is strictly a rent paid through then situation and legally I'm obligated. We both work full time so I won't see him much until then which is good. My PT and I will be moving his **** out and burning some cals while we do it!!
Sounds like this upcoming Saturday your are going to be losing a lot of unhealthy, useless fat all at once. Now, that's what I call a Non-Scale Victory!
while i am a little surprised he made it past his first comment, i can't think of anything healthier at the moment than dropping this dead weight from your life
I was married to something very similar for almost 20 years. I' m so glad you got out before any permanent damage was done. When my ex-husband was angry, we all walked around him on tiptoe. He would say things specifically designed to p*** me off. When I got mad, he decided when it was time to forgive me (yes, HE decided when to forgive ME when he began a fight!) and then it was all supposed to be over because he said so. He would play hurt and confused when I was still mad. He'd tell me I was fat (to be fair, I was 5'5" and almost 200 lbs; I looked like a beach ball balanced on drinking straws) so I would begin a diet/exercise program and he would bring home gallons of my favorite ice cream and eat it in front of me. He hated to hear about my workouts, too.
I tell people I lost 220 pounds of unsightly weight on September 16, 2002. When they ask how, I tell them, "he went home to his mother." :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:
Sounds like you dodged a bullet, girl! You deserve better. :flowerforyou:
I've come to realize that he will never be proud, interested, supportive, etc, of anything I do. No congrats on a new job. No way to go for reaching a goal. No thanks for anything I do to try and brighten his day. Whatever his underlying issues are, I just can't help him try to figure them out anymore. And by help him I mean be an emotional punching bag.
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