“And Jesus Christ it’s called compromise.  We both get something”…Are You Fucking Kidding Me?

I’m unsure what or why I should be compromising… I know the whole healthy marriage thing means there is a level of compromise that should take place.

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Our Wedding Day

This isn’t that.  This isn’t a compromise, these are his demands and I must do as I am told.

Per his email to me:

  1. Remove any and all references tags etc to my name from your blog.
  2. Retract your email full of lies and misleading statements. 
  3. Sign a post nuptial agreement that separates and protects us both. 

This baffles me, it really does.  Coming from the person who beat the hell out of some guy at a gas station, doused him with gasoline and changed that man’s life forever. – Kleo got away with it.

Has a history of violent assaults on innocent people and police. – Gets away with it.

Broke a VA police officers hand, while on something and justifies it by saying the police officer was “hurting him”.

I’m sure being strung out and acting like a dangerous person Cookieswith a violent history would make being restrained an unfun event. – Will get away with it.

He has court today for this matter, if he *doesn’t* get away with it, I’ll make anyone who asks me – sugar cookies with accents of immobilized broken hands in festive green and red colors. Fingers crossed… just not the fingers on a broken hand.


He lives in transitional housing, because he’s ‘homeless’.  How many homeless people are driving around in a paid off Prius V or have thousands of dollars in high tech phones, watches, computers, tablets, speakers, fancy lights to go with his fancy Echo‘S’… ya, plural. I’ve never known a person who was truly struggling to have the ability to buy so much and get to do so much. Fuck, maybe I should use drugs, have violent reactions that hurt people and I’ll be living the high life.

This morning I’m pretty fucking bitter.

I should compromise??  For what, for being a single mother who didn’t suck off the system and actually worked?

I should compromise because I managed to have a job, deal with a child who was facing the aftermath of disclosing a sexual assault at age 6 and a mere few weeks later I found myself hiding on a roof begging 911 to hurry up before he found me.

I should compromise…no, I’m being manipulated and controlled for his gain, to get away with more at any expense to anyone but himself.

My ‘husband’, my indigent getting Mass Health, free housing/housing vouchers, using my address for his car insurance/registration against my will, getting $60k for a car that he purposely and knowingly withheld value of when he filed bankruptcy – ‘husband’,

Scratching the surface of his drug induced antics of the early 2017 – suck off the system at the same damn time he takes his ego stroking 22yo chick that he picked up in locked ward to Disney and getting her $900 a night hotel room‘S’ – yes, plural again, dumped 6k because she wanted to see princess.

As he gets services for being homeless and without resources…

I was laid off, while I’m trying like hell to make money – be a strong part of building something profitable to provide for my kids.  The pieces haven’t aligned well enough yet.

I’m not getting unemployment, I don’t have enough ‘credits’.   I did work, I didn’t work enough with the minor inconvenience of having life upended.   My own shit compliments of my awesome Disney vacationing ‘husband’, a child dx with depression and ptsd.

Between the two of us going to trauma therapy weekly, or her 8 wks of partial inpatient hospitalization for her ptsd/depression – that I drove her an hour there and back each day for.  The follow ups, the doctor appointments. Eight months of family based therapy – don’t we all have 40 extra hours a month of therapy…?? (my god I sound all poor me today…sigh)

I’m being held hostage for a signature for a tax return.  I worked, he did not.  He cashed out 401k and got insurance payouts (did he have taxes withheld…fuck no!).

His refusal to sign taxes until I do what he wants is the difference of $6,000 – the same damn amount he had no problem with spending to take some chick to Disney….I said I was pretty fucking bitter this morning.

His control of this means that I can’t claim the child/EIC credits – Even though he was in jail or rehab for a majority of 2016 and not living here.  I can’t file head of household…had he tried to kill me in July vs. Oct, I’d be all set.

I have exhausted all of my savings and I can’t afford a $70 part to fix my furnace.  We are living it up white trash style with space heaters. – Even though it’s temporary it still sucks ass.

I applied for LIHEAP, I’m ashamed I felt I needed to.  I was denied heating assistance. 

I didn’t want heating assistance.  I wanted my tax return, which this asshole who is getting all kinds of government handouts, has money and refuses to sign tax returns to keep me from getting the deductions of the children I am raising as a single working parent unless I cower to his demands.  Abusive fuck.  It isn’t taking from him at all, he knows it hurts me and can’t pass up that opportunity.

My ‘husband’ is getting HUD-VASH so he can get back on his feet (does he get more VA compensation for being married…everyone one else I know who gets their VA check does…) His perpetual getting help…

He’s got a public defender for his hearing today in MA, I’m assuming disclosing the $60k insurance payout, or the 401ks cashed would have impeded his emergency Mass Health request – which he was approved for.  He needed that money for his $6k vacation – why pay for your own lawyer or medical bills when the tax payers can!

I got denied heating assistance. Three kids, lost my job, exhausted my savings and I’m losing my home. That’s fair. Glad he gets housing vouchers…

Less than 3wks from Christmas, I have never been this tight before. I feel like the biggest shit bag as a parent.  I planned poorly when their Dad changed jobs, he has always supported his children.  I took that for granted and didn’t look ahead far enough that there will be a lag between the job changes and the child support coming in.

I didn’t plan on getting laid off…but I didn’t plan that lag time well enough either.  That’s no ones fault but my own.


The asshole I married doesn’t give a shit about the impact of controlling a tax return.  He can buy all the presents he wants for whom ever he wants.  He’s got enough ‘programs’ assholekleoand is smart enough to do whatever he does with his assets to make them untouchable, a free place to live, food, heat…

Anyone want to buy my wedding/engagement ring 😉 Great deal…it’s nice, he bought it when he had this thing called a job making $200k a year, well before he traded that paycheck for the joys of retiring as a career addict and criminal living off the system.

I’m doing that in my next life.  Working is clearly overrated.

-mk

 

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