SM for about 15 years. Disengaged now. Early years were hell. H still after all this time has not let go of BM. When skid lived with us, BM was allowed to come in the house anytime she wanted to pick up kids. When we got back from being married, this bitch was sitting on our bed with gifts. (That's how they do it-they shit all over you and wrap it up in a pretty package) She asked me, "So did you guys do the nasty?"She was even here painting skids bedroom(black-we wanted no part of it) while we were at work and I wound up feeding her one night. Two years after we were married I found out BM still had the garage door opener.

The miniwife thing was so stomach turning I was a heartbeat away from calling CPS. Any time I wanted to buy something for the house or hang curtains it was always "Check with SD" who was eleven effing years old at the time.

I made the mistake of telling H that the miniwife thing was very disturbing. He told BM and it is still thrown up in my face after all these years. Of course, I was the crazy jealous bitch.

All these years, H has let BM and SD walk all over me because he is too chickenshit to do the right thing or he's still hung up on his ex or whatever.

This woman told SD it was my fault mom & dad weren't together anymore. (I didn't meet him until after the divorce was final)

This woman cheated on H and had an outside child. She is now married to her affair partner.

A couple of years ago, H went through a bout of cancer(he is now, thankfully, cancer free except for the 150 lb tumor he's married to haha)

After he had been home from the hospital a couple of days, guess who pulls up outside and waltzes in to see him after all this time and skid has been out of the house for six years?

She brought the outside child, probably for a buffer so I wouldn't raise hell or so her husband wouldn't be suspicious.

I let her in, because I figured what could it hurt? At this point, I had no idea if H would live or die, and it just seemed so petty to make an issue out of it.

She sat in my living room and offered to care for my husband. What a slap in the face. She has a husband and children of her own to take care of-how's she going to manage that? Going to care for my husband that she cheated on and had an OC with.

She sent a small sum of money for bills which wouldn't have helped really because he was on meds that cost 150. a pill.

She invited him to her church.

On and on.

Meanwhile I, the real caregiver am getting crapped on by him picking stupid fights with me and just being a mean ass.

I figured if he was strong enough to be an asshole and yell and scream, he could probably make it to chemo on his own. He was starting to snap at me at the chemo place too. This broke my heart. I was doing my best and it was tearing me apart to see him like this. I never asked him to comfort me. I felt like that would be asking too much of him. I was afraid he would die but I always tried to be positive and cook good food and take care of him the best I can. I refused to accept that he might die.

But, I had to let go. I wasn't going to do everything with him if he was going to shit on me.

Now, he throws it up in my face and says I abandoned him during chemo. I feel like he abandoned me first, because he pushed me away with his abuse.

There's more, but I have to go to work.

Thanks for listening.