I’m finding life really hard lately. Have a career I hate but am so entrenched in, I have no idea how to leave it. I need serious change and I think it has to be without you. I’ve given up so many years for you with no return on your part. You glided along letting me take on all the responsibilities for our life together. Now I’m worn out with nothing left to give. You have the nerve to comment that I’m not engaged in the relationship anymore.
You took and took and took. You refused to work at anything but your hobby. I paid all your bills, made all our arrangements, looked after you hand and foot – and you treated me like shit and blamed me for all.
Every year, I’d tell myself I was leaving. But were so good at making me feel guilt. Two years ago, you drove me to a very dark place. I came out of it, no thanks to you, determined to never let you control me again.
What you’re experiencing, my dear, is the slow but deliberate separation of our souls.
I will escape you…