Jan 29, 2004 07:12
The bomb has dropped. The shit has hit the fan. The D-Word has been spoken and meant.
HOURS of fighting last night has ended in the decision that this is over.
I ended up telling him that I did file a report against his father about the sexual molestation that occurred on Sept 24th.
He has been warned, told, over and over about all our problems and he didn't start "trying" until I used the D-word. I told him it's been the same story. This is the 3rd time I've used the word and it finally sunk in, but it is too late. Damage is beyond repair at this point. If he had stood by me and helped me when this happened, maybe, but he has been keeping it a secret for 4 fucking months and telling me to "get over it already". I'm done!
It was really scary last night, but I needed to get it out of my system. He is a scary man when he is up against a wall. He threatened to take Nate away from me. I swear, he looked as if he'd kill me to do it. I called my mom so she knew what was going on just in case.
I'll fill in with detail later if needed, but for now my world is chaos. Forgive me if I do not update for a while. I will at least post if I am still here.