Sunday Confessionals: Quoting

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This Sunday, I would like to invite you to create a piece inspired by your favourite quote, or a quote that has impacted any aspect of you in any way. You could likewise link up something created in the past, explore new quotes, discuss a quote, share a story or an opinion related to Quotes.

Righto then.
Here is my quote:
I used this originally in my post Better The Devil You Know in February 2014.
The poem from 1981 related to the end of my marriage, one that only lasted a few years.
I was young and in hindsight we got married for all the wrong reasons.
However, some years later, it was relevant again when the relationship I was in failed after almost 8 years. He was not the reason for my divorce as I met him months after I’d left my husband, and didn’t move in with him until my divorce was finalised.
It turned out to be another mistake, but there were a lot of other things to consider, young children to be taken into account, and dare I say it, saving face.

After bouts of drinking  and seeing him in his true colours, I realised I had been duped and knew I had to leave. Things eventually came to a head and like a house of cards, everything in my world collapsed, including me.
My family were 75 miles away, so I was pretty much on my own to sort out the mess of my life, but I had a good boss and a good doctor who supported me through those first months when I could do nothing for myself.

It took a year to get my act together, my strength up, and things in place to start a new life. Even now, I am not happy with the way I left, but it was unfair on the children to be living in an atmosphere of hostility and resentment, and I firmly believe that had I stayed, I would not be here now.
I did not leave everyone in the lurch, just taking a few items of furniture, my clothes and some personal bits and pieces. There was money in the bank, the house and laundry were up square, even a meal on timer in the cooker. I left a letter for the children emphasising that it was not their fault but I could not stay with a man who not only didn’t love me, but didn’t respect me either. I left him a letter too together with the cheque book, bank statements and household commitments. He ignored them all and spent all the money.
He could not believe I would actually go. His ex wife could not believe it either and wanted to know who was going to look after the kids. His beer buddies were all unsympathetic and shrugged their shoulders, leaving him to drink alone and at his own expense because they’d known I was leaving, and no-one had said a word.

So I walked away……… or rather drove, with my dog and my father beside me. My new life was in a van driven by my brother  (and a friend who had come along to help shift things) who I was going to live with until I got myself sorted out.

My head was held high too, because I know I had tried everything over the years to make the relationship work. This included running up thousands in debt trying to keep him happy, which I intended to pay off once I got a job and the house was sold.
There was only one time when I cried, and that was two days after I left.
Bro told me straight there was no way I was going back. I replied I had no intention of doing so, and I think my tears were those of relief that I’d finally found the courage to leave, and thanks to Bro and my SIL, I had somewhere to go. That had been the biggest obstacle.

So this quote is very personal to me, though I do not know who said it.


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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14 Responses to Sunday Confessionals: Quoting

  1. joyroses13 says:

    Glad you had the courage to walk away and found happiness! ❤

  2. Nope, Not Pam says:

    You did the right thing, and you did it with dignity. That’s what you should focus on

    • I am glad that the eldest son sought me out a few years later and hadn’t held it against me. He was always the quieter of the two, but more sensible and understood me pretty well.

  3. Leyde Ryan says:

    It’s a really great quote. And I’m sorry for all the trials you went through…life and relationships are not easy.

  4. Carol anne says:

    I’m so glad you left when you did, Di! You needed to get out of that situation! You saved yourself!

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