Prince Charming Doesn’t Exist
The man that I thought I married doesn't exist. I accepted that a long time ago. After the "honeymoon" phase passed and the real life shit happened-lay offs, birth of our first daughter-the monster started emerging its ugly head. Maybe the monster was always there, who am I kidding, it was. I was just fooled by the picture perfect image he portrayed of the loving, devoted husband who gave a shit about me, our family, but really deep down inside, he was only doing everything he could for himself! The gaslighting, name calling, non supportive nature, but expecting all the support in the world and if I didn't, then I was ignored and treated like I was the worst wife. When I would be taking care of our kids, putting them to bed or playing with them when I wasn't working, if he needed help or me to do something it was a ask how high to jump moment or be at the end of his rath for the rest of the day or days depending on his mood. Every special event, holiday, birt...