My time

It was a quiet ride home for me, Trey spent it on the phone making his plans. He had X and his family waiting at the house to get all his stuff out. Fortunately, Matt (his story coming) took me and Emma on a drive so we could break down in tears without having to watch him leave. Emma was just as upset about Trey leaving as I was. She was mad, said the only reason she came down here was for him and now he’s leaving her. 

What I didn’t tell you is X and Emma had a relationship prior to this. Conveniently, X and Emma met in Illinois and dated until his family moved to Texas, Dallas area like us. Emma and X had a long distant and very toxic relationship. The more I got to know X the more I couldn’t stand him. He couldn’t step up and admit his wrongs, he did drugs and drank all the time, he dropped out of high school with a half a semester left. This was not someone I wanted around. Emma and X had split up when she came down to Texas so she could focus on herself, X had other plans. 

While X took my son with him and his family to live, I thought Emma and I would become closer. That wasn’t the case and when she turned eighteen, she also left with X. She stopped caring about school, quit her job, kept stealing and lying constantly. I did the same thing with Emma, made an appointment with Chris, except I was taking her back to Illinois. That was until I woke up and she had left with X so she wouldn’t have to go back to Illinois. If you ask her, I also kicked her out and didn’t care about her. 

All this time, the effort, the money, nothing worked and I started doubting myself again. Sessions with Chris became weekly for me. I was lost, still lost, and have no where to turn. 

I’m not perfect, never wanted to be, but do I really deserve all this?

You are probably thinking, what’s wrong, they’re gone. Well, triggers, emotional damage, manipulation trauma, no help from family. The simplest things take me down so easily. 

Since Trey and Emma have left, I was able to build the strongest relationship, I thought, ever. He wanted me as much as I wanted him, only one problem…a narcissistic cunt that’s like a mole living under your house every day torturing you and destroying the foundation of your home. 

Ultimately, that’s exactly what she did.