You don’t deserve me

You don’t deserve me. I stood by you during your chronic illnesses. I tolerated your crappy behavior during my pregnancy. I paid for two lawyers when your world fell apart, unjustly accused of something you didn’t do. I then paid for years of counseling for the person who most needed it. I took care of your children when you were too sick or just didn’t want to, because TV or your online women were more interesting. I taught our son to play basketball because you… well… you didn’t. I planned and plotted our future. I saved money so we could retire. I gave up time with family because you didn’t like them. Then I got sick of it. I argued and fought. I couldn’t take the hoarding, the belittlement, being ignored, the obsession with the government, the emotional abuse. I threatened divorce several times when the pain was just too much. You finally called my bluff and said you were done. It look me months to realize this was a gift. Thank you. I’m free.