December 2nd, evening. He came into my workroom, pointed his shotgun at me and said he could kill me if he wanted to.
I called 911, he got arrested for felony assault.
2 days later I left the state, drove 3 days to get somewhere safe.
So, I am safe, adjusting to living with friends until my friend is healed from her surgery, then who knows where I will end up?
Play Nice! xxoo
I took him to his ct scan appointment at hospital his morning.
As were were backing out of the driveway, I noticed there was a package on the front porch.
Me: There is a package on the porch, do you want to go get it?
He: *insert haughty voice here* No. Fuck No.
Me: ...
He: FUCK NO!
Me: I heard you the first time.
He: I don't think you did. FUCK NO!
I did not go into the registration office with him. He doesn't need me to make sure all is correct. He's a grown man. I waited for him in the waiting room. My girl, Lori, that cuts my hair, showed up for an MRI. She knows everything that is going on. He was so pleasant to her, and she knew it was fake.
And at this particular point in time, I have no reason to hope that our relationship is worth saving. I can honestly say that I am finished here. I can do no good, time to go.
He told me last week that I would never get his house, he'd let it go to probate first.
And to think that he thinks my only motivation for staying in this relationship for 21 years was to gain possession of HIS HOUSE!
December 1st, 2021
Young Son came to see me yesterday evening.
Play Nice! xxoo
