How much worse?

 How did we get here? Why the hell... How the hell...

For all the bullshit that I learned had happened while we were together, I never thought I'd hear something like this at all.

Being a white knight was all a projection. All just a way to deflect actions that were playing out behind my back, hidden from me both because of the level of experience in hiding it, and my unwillingness to look further.

The last few years, the facade cracked, and more truth was exposed than was ever expected. Then last year, I found out about what happened with a few people who'd stopped talking to me - because of my association with him. They assumed since I was still there, I'd side with him. 

And they'd have been right. At the time, I had a small child, I was fighting to keep a relationship together after things had been so badly broken with Korina... I stayed because I didn't know who I was without him at that point, and I was afraid I wouldn't be able to find my way with a small child in tow. 

I really, really hope that everything is eventually laid out in public for everyone to see. I might have a few lesser imps in the mess, but there are gigantic demons lurking in the depths, that not one of the sycophants knows about. 

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