A Very New Beginning

So I come to my blog today with a very happy heart and mind. I feel so amazing, and free. Like always there is a story behind it, and I will tell the tale:

It all began yesterday morning, when I woke up and got ready for my day. Nick had just left, and I took my shower. In the process of doing so, I know that I pissed off Nick's uncle. He seems to think that I don't deserve to take a shower when I do, and that I am wasting his time. When I was in the shower, he disabled the internet, and locked the room in which the internet was located. I didn't really mind, but I felt it was petty since I use it to communicate with his wife during the day, and doing that would make it nearly impossible for me to do anything.

11:30 rolls around, and I am bored out of my mind. I had just cleaned out one of the kids dressers, and had nothing to do since he was home and watching the kids. I went out to get the mail, as I knew that Nick had some things coming, and I started to bring it all into the house. As I was walking up the stairs to bring the mail into the house, he started to grab it out of my hands. I asked him "What the hell is your problem" as I kept Nick's mail firmly in my hands and let him have the rest. He flipped at the audacity of me asking and told me to get out of his house. I said "Are you serious!?! I just paid all of your bills!!" and he said "Yeah after you free-loaded for months" and I said "Your kidding right!?!? I watched your kids for 7 months straight and was paid NOTHING!!" He said "Pack your shit, and get out of my house!" I said "Whatever!" He said "Don't pack anything that's not yours!" This is where I flipped, saying "Are you serious!?! What the hell of yours would I want to steal!?!" He said, "My medicine, measuring cups and my paper plates, they are all missing tell me where they are!" I said "Your godamn paper plates are in the white cabinet in the locked room, as for your other shit I wouldn't take your fucking meds, you probably forgot you were selling them! I don't need to take your shit I can afford my own!" He told me I had till last night to pack my shit and go. He then texted Nick and told him to come home and pack his shit. Nick never got the message till we had already left because he had left his phone at home to charge.

We did pack all of our stuff, and left a significant mess for him to clean up. Things we no longer needed, like to-go containers we had been keeping but now didn't have room for, and dressers that we simply did not want to take, were left in their basement for him to deal with. I also forgot a significant ammount of alcohol and food that we could have easily taken, but I didn't want to be spiteful and leave them with no food. He said to take only what was ours, but that would seriously leave them with nearly nothing in their fridges and freezers.

By 6pm we were out of the house. Nick's father had come to help and it only took two full Explorers to get everything packed in. I even took my lilies which I had told him I would plant in front of his house. At this point I was leaving him with nothing. Nick's aunt kept appologizing all day, and I realized that she had no clue what was really happening.

In almost all cases of spousal abuse, either verbal or physical, the woman who is the target of the abuse is alienated from everyone whom she has ties with in her life. Getting rid of me and Nick is the first step. You can have no witnesses to the abuse, otherwise it's your word against hers. He started to try and pit her against me, because of our past issues, but thankfully she is having none of that. She is a strong woman, and I hope for her sake she gets her and the kids out of there safe, before something really bad happens.

On a lighter note, I am now living in Maryland for a month. When we go back up to NY for my birthday at the end of June, I am bringing all my stuff with me, and staying at my parents house until Nick decides to come join me. Which he has decided to come join me, and stay in NY. He sent back his Contract for SUNYIT and we are happy to announce that he will be working at the college come August 3rd. I feel a sense of relief and accomplishment at everything that has happened. I stood up for myself, had a backbone and got us out of that house in a matter of 6 hours. Just goes to show you that you can push me so far before I have enough and give it all back ten fold. He thinks he did a number on us by kicking us out, but now I don't hae the stress of taking care of kids all day, and I can do what I wish with my free time. I am subliminally happy again! How have you been? Get into any altercations with the garbage can stealer?