I received an email from an attorney today, which stated that my husband was filing for a no-fault divorce. My throat dropped to my stomach as I read those words. I read them over and over, thinking that maybe it would soften the blow. It didn't.
"No fault."
You see, filing for a no-fault divorce gives the impression that things ended amicably. People will think "Maybe they parted ways, or just couldn't make it work." or "maybe they just weren't right for each other." Or "sometimes these things just don't work out. It's no one's fault."
But it is.
You're claiming "no fault," although you spent the majority of our marriage completely and utterly torturing me with mind games and manipulation, making me question my own sanity as I strived to understand how you could treat me so poorly.
You're not at fault, although you were caught red-handed with a Japanese woman when you were in Japan? Friends texted me pictures of you with her, begging me to leave you.
You're not at fault, although you spent years hiding your profiles which appeared on multiple dating apps and sites. And you even blamed me for your inability to keep your dick in your pants.
You're not at fault for bringing home a (curable, THANK GOD) STD from one of your flings? I'll never forget the words that came out of your mouth, "Well, maybe I got it from you." Because you will never be held responsible for your actions.
You're not at fault for all of the times you punched me in the arm, in the stomach, in the back -- all the places that would never be seen by anyone else. You said that was my fault, too...that I just made you so angry. I believed you, then.
You're not at fault for all of the times you intimidated me by destroying my things, smashing things, punching holes in walls, or displaying that gun that was constantly on your hip.
Yeah, there's "no fault" here.
A no-fault divorce is a slap to my face. It minimizes the abuse that I endured while being married to you. It denies me of the validation that I was abused. It eliminates the idea that "justice will be served," because there is no justice. You will never be held accountable for what you did to me. I will be forced to relive pieces of this trauma for years and years to come.
I guess, maybe, I should thank you because you showed me evil that I denied exists. The kind of evil that looks you in the face and tells you it loves you--a habitual and cruel lie.
"No fault."
You see, filing for a no-fault divorce gives the impression that things ended amicably. People will think "Maybe they parted ways, or just couldn't make it work." or "maybe they just weren't right for each other." Or "sometimes these things just don't work out. It's no one's fault."
But it is.
You're claiming "no fault," although you spent the majority of our marriage completely and utterly torturing me with mind games and manipulation, making me question my own sanity as I strived to understand how you could treat me so poorly.
You're not at fault, although you were caught red-handed with a Japanese woman when you were in Japan? Friends texted me pictures of you with her, begging me to leave you.
You're not at fault, although you spent years hiding your profiles which appeared on multiple dating apps and sites. And you even blamed me for your inability to keep your dick in your pants.
You're not at fault for bringing home a (curable, THANK GOD) STD from one of your flings? I'll never forget the words that came out of your mouth, "Well, maybe I got it from you." Because you will never be held responsible for your actions.
You're not at fault for all of the times you punched me in the arm, in the stomach, in the back -- all the places that would never be seen by anyone else. You said that was my fault, too...that I just made you so angry. I believed you, then.
You're not at fault for all of the times you intimidated me by destroying my things, smashing things, punching holes in walls, or displaying that gun that was constantly on your hip.
Yeah, there's "no fault" here.
A no-fault divorce is a slap to my face. It minimizes the abuse that I endured while being married to you. It denies me of the validation that I was abused. It eliminates the idea that "justice will be served," because there is no justice. You will never be held accountable for what you did to me. I will be forced to relive pieces of this trauma for years and years to come.
I guess, maybe, I should thank you because you showed me evil that I denied exists. The kind of evil that looks you in the face and tells you it loves you--a habitual and cruel lie.
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