No one has ever insulted me more than my ex-husband. We hadn’t seen each other in the last three months, but I had to, when I took my daughter to him for the weekend. It’s only been twelve weeks, and he’s changed a lot. For years, I told him to lose weight, but he did not listen and more actively put on weight with junk food and soda, in his free time he was always lying down and it was impossible to drag him outdoors, not to mention to the gym, but here he got a little more built, put the exercise mat in the most prominent place in a small apartment. He got a new haircut too, and his clothes are neat, even though he didn’t seem to have anyone to take care of him. For years, I could not teach him to load and turn on the washing machine, and here he suddenly knows how to do everything himself.
We got into a habit with him, because my daughter has a violin on Saturday, we need to take him, and my husband was not ready for this. His plan was to sit the baby in front of the TV and go meet his friends. For the first time in three months, I brought my daughter, and he had two days too many with her!
Heard enough. He said I belittled him for years in my marriage and that’s why he was a jerk, but now he’s not and me and the baby aren’t part of his plans. He has a new love relationship looming in which he is very happy and for which he is working on his body, his character, and his earnings. That hit me the hardest. He didn’t lift a finger for me and his daughter, and he changed so much for some woman.
People say you have to give as much as you want in return, but my husband wasn’t the kind of person who could respond. I loved him, respected him, and only made comments on the case, because he himself did not think it was necessary to change anything, and I received nothing in return. And even after the breakup, his priority was him and not his own daughter, whom he had not seen for so long. Well, I wish he could be in my place for a while, trying his best, and in return getting the kind of attitude that I get from him.
